I sent Step-mom Karen off to get her nails done and have some “me time” while I watched my dad. She definitely deserves a break. Dad is slowly slipping further away. It is not only a physical toll on her from having to care for him, but it is even more so an emotional toll to watch this once strong, brilliant man forget our names … Continue reading Enjoying the Moments
Since my dad is too weak to do much other than put puzzles together or sing along to Christmas carols, we’ve been watching a lot of Christmas movies. I think on last count we had watched 15 already. Watching all of these movies is bringing up a lot of nostalgia and memories. One memory that keeps tickling my mind is the Christmas I stopped believing … Continue reading Why I Believe in Santa Claus . . .