Grace’s Message You may note this story is pasted under “Grace’s Message.” That is because it is a story about grace, the Grace of God that carries us through the storm.
Category: Dad and Me
Dad as a parent, our interactions as adults
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It’s All About Grace
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My Final Words
Where Was He? The church was hushed. He lay there still, quiet. At least now I did not have to see his vacant eyes. How often had I stared into twinkling bright blue eyes when …
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Mercy
Managing my father’s care for the next 14 months was like trying to manage the care of a child, only worse. Children are striving for independence and achieve it little by little. My father was …
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Nursing Home Staff
Nursing Home Staff We liked and appreciated most of the staff in the second nursing home. Many nursing home Certified Nursing Assistants (CNA or “aid”) are from other countries, and English is not their first …
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Fourteen Months
I work downtown Minneapolis, and often pass “The Lumber Exchange” building. My dad often took me there when I was young to buy building products – it truly was “the lumber exchange”. Now it houses …
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Hallucination?
He Has to Move Dad was just getting settled in the first care home, when they let us know he would have to move. He was going downhill mentally, could not talk much anymore, but …
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No Going Back
Tears I recall at least two nights leaving Dad at that first nursing home and crying all the way home. One night I started to cry when I left his room. I wondered why no …
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The Bossy One
When he lived at The Plaza I would often stop in for a visit. A couple of conversations with Dad come to mind. Wedding Ring Wedding Ring – My dad had not worn his wedding …
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Dancing in the Street
Lurking Lewy The name of this blog is “Dancing with Lewy”. As I mentioned in the last blog, I do believe Lewy was lurking in the background all this time, we just did not know …
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Leaving on a Jet Plane
Grief I grieved for my mother. Grief was my master. Grief decided I would hear a song and cry in my car. Grief said, be flooded with sadness at the local theater after her death, …
