Tracks in the snow

Today for the first time since this journey began, I was shown our bitter sweet reality in the most beautiful and gentle way

Social Networking

With one inquiring text message from my youngest adult daughter, the day went from a normal routine of charades communication with my father that has lost most of his articulating skills to a free flowing waterfall of incredible stories and memories.

Small Moments

In the latter part of December it will be three years since our lives were changed after a stroke took the right side of my father and started chipping away his strength and will. We have adjusted and accepted the new normal of our present life. However, every now and then he will break through…