My Magical Memory in 2007
My Magical Memory in 2007
By Marion Manley
My most magical memory came just recently in 2007. My Mom has suffered from Alzheimer’s for 15 years. Recent years have consisted of her physical presence only, at our family functions as she is almost unable to speak or to articulate her thought process.
While Mom stayed overnight with us Christmas eve, I tried to make her comfortable in our living room by sitting her in the recliner, tea in hand, watching the lights of the Christmas tree and putting on the Christmas carols.
While, usually unable to speak, except in garbled whispers, I heard her quiet voice clearly singing the carols, one after the other. They sparked a memory deep in her brain, not yet taken from her. What a magical, special time for me to sit there and sing along with her.
Mom, with an insatiable sweet tooth, whispered with amazing clarity "Those candy canes look digestible".
I suspect this may be our last Christmas together in a fairly normal sense of the word. That evening will be a cherished, magical memory for me, when for a short time I had my Mom back and
As far as I'm concerned, Mom can eat all the candy canes she wants.
Love Marion
By Marion Manley
My most magical memory came just recently in 2007. My Mom has suffered from Alzheimer’s for 15 years. Recent years have consisted of her physical presence only, at our family functions as she is almost unable to speak or to articulate her thought process.
While Mom stayed overnight with us Christmas eve, I tried to make her comfortable in our living room by sitting her in the recliner, tea in hand, watching the lights of the Christmas tree and putting on the Christmas carols.
While, usually unable to speak, except in garbled whispers, I heard her quiet voice clearly singing the carols, one after the other. They sparked a memory deep in her brain, not yet taken from her. What a magical, special time for me to sit there and sing along with her.
Mom, with an insatiable sweet tooth, whispered with amazing clarity "Those candy canes look digestible".
I suspect this may be our last Christmas together in a fairly normal sense of the word. That evening will be a cherished, magical memory for me, when for a short time I had my Mom back and
As far as I'm concerned, Mom can eat all the candy canes she wants.
Love Marion
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