It has been almost three months to be more exact. There is so much to say, I almost don't know where to begin. So, I'll start at the beginning.
Last Fall a series of events occurred that made it clear to me that something in my busy life had to give. This revelation came at the most inopportune time as I felt that I had just hit a sweet spot with respect to building an audience for this blog. I had been meeting some great people through various social media networking events and overall, things just seemed to be pointing in a positive direction.
But, as the old saying goes, if you want to make God laugh, start making plans. In November, my family had what the old folks call a "come to Jesus" moment.
I have alluded to the situation in very guarded language previously, but last September my Mom was diagnosed with early onset dementia. By November, the painful and sudden reality of this diagnosis became clear when she went missing for hours. If you can only imagine what goes through one's mind in a sitation like that...thankfully, she returned home safe.
Some members of my family would rather that I not even utter the word dementia, let alone Alzheimer's disease. Some would argue that I am compromising my mother's dignity by exposing something so personal. Others might argue that by accepting the diagnosis, I am admitting defeat and demonstrating insufficient faith.
Well, this is my blog. She is my mother too, and if you only knew how far I've come on half a mustard seed of faith without losing my mind...