The Confessor

Bryan blurts out all kinds of things. Some things are appropriate and make sense, others are random, too loud and nonsensical. However, one of my favorite Bryan qualities is his commitment to confession. Bryan calls me every day when he gets out of school. The calls fall into one of three buckets: He is calling […]

The first time ever I saw your face

So about 2 plus weeks ago I had started writing a blog in anticipation of Bryan’s 18th birthday, which was February 18. I was thinking a lot about my mom because she had been with us in the delivery room. My dad was outside in the father’s room. I am fairly well adjusted but I […]

Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

Earlier this week Bryan and some of his classmates performed in a Bell Choir at a local nursing home. There were about a dozen young men each dressed in white button down shirts and wearing white gloves. Bryan has done this before, but last time they were just in their school uniform, this time the […]

#theblur

Recently I had an epiphany that my blog may be of interest to my boys in later years. They will have some insight into my thoughts real-time. Because I am unable to communicate with my mom, I try to think about what she may be thinking or what she would do in a situation. #WWJD?? […]

What do you recommend?

So last week I was doing an errand and had the boys with me. I went into a store and they asked if they could go to the yogurt place next door. I gave Jason some money to get frozen yogurt for the two of them. ¬†When they got back, I could see Jason was […]

It just doesn’t matter

Alzheimer’s disease is a thief. It robs you of your loved one, it robs them of their lives and it robs emotions. I teeter between this very intense reality of watching my mom slip away into just a body, just a tiny version of her former being, to complete denial this is happening in my […]