Thursday, March 8, 2012

Peeking Through the Clouds

I went to see my Dad last night.   He asked me what my name was and where I lived.  

Any time someone with dementia experiences a traumatic experience, it seems to set them back in their memories.   That is how it is with Dad.   He is remembering a lot of the past but not much of the present day. 

He drew me a picture last night and showed me how to make a chain with yarn.   His creative side was working well.  

Today, he could not draw.  

It could be that this surgery has advanced his dementia and that he may not regain all his memories.  It is really hard on my Mom, when he doesn't remember.  Please remember them both in your prayers.  :)

I firmly believe that God has His hand on my dad and everything will work out as planned.


My morning started with thunder rolling and lightning striking.   It would rain hard and then rain softly, and took turns that way, all day.    This evening on the way home, I saw the moon peeking through the clouds, as the storms moved on out.   It was beautiful shining through the clouds, but unfortunately, when we got home, both of the cameras' batteries were low and I did not get a good clear picture.


Sorry, I don't have much to share today.  Tired I guess.  :)

Here's wishing you a fabulous Friday!

God bless and keep you,

Beauty of Giving