The affect of Alzheimer’s on those we love can rip your heart out. Other times it melts your heart, reduces you to a puddle of tears and infuses you with more joy than you can possibly imagine. Sometimes I need to be reminded of that joy.
After a particularly rough night with Momma, I received this picture in a text from my husband while I was exercising at the gym. The Momma who wouldn’t sleep a wink in her bed the night before was now sound asleep at the kitchen table after coloring for hours on end.
I smiled through my tears as I thanked God for my sweet Momma.