I need to talk about my mom. I need to share how she influnced me and to honor her. She helped me to be the strong Christian woman that I am today. She was friendly to everyone and rarely raised her voice or got angry. She also taught me how to knit, sew and make some great meals on very little money. She and my dad got divorced when I was in grammar school and she did a darn good job raising four kids without him being there to support her. Although sometimes when I got in trouble he was called so he could ‘set me straight😊’.
I was watching the Olympics last night. One of the contestants had recently lost her mom and it brought up some strong feelings for me. I miss my mom. I miss her love, her smile, her strength. We were raised as Christian Scientists and went to church often. I think there was Sunday School too, but I also remember going to church on Wednesday nights. We did not go to the doctor and believed that through prayer you could be healed. I am here to tell you that it does work. I’m not sure why the Olympic moment last night brought me to tears. But I do know that I am very grateful for the upbringing and the faith I had growing up.
I definitely go to the doctor now. I am grateful for the clinical trial that I am currently involved with. But I also believe in God. And as a child when I was sick I would pray and I would feel better. I knew God was always with me and that gave me comfort, and healed me and helped me through some tough times.
I know that now too. I am not afraid. He is in control and having Alzheimer’s gives me the opportunity to share my faith and to lean on Him to help me through all that Alzheimer’s is going to throw at me. Am I scared? Not at all. Do I wish this didn’t happen? Yes! But with all of you and with the love and support of my family, and with the faith that God has given me this ‘gift’ for a reason, I know I will be OK🙏