Today, I will be brief. As a volunteer in the Alzheimer’s community, I often have to wonder if my visit will be the final one with my friends that I have come to love. During the last month it has happened twice. I hug them and promise to see them again soon not knowing that soon will be longer than I expected. It will be when I, too, get to heaven.
God allowed me to see their hearts and pour love into their lives. I am so grateful for that. I have seen laughter and tears. I have given and received hugs. I have prayed for them and with them.
I cry when each one is gone. It was be so easy to walk away and say no more pain. My heart won’t allow me to do this. Knowing there will be pain in saying goodbye, I choose to continue going to visit and look for joy in each day.
I encourage each of you to continue to visit those you know who have Alzheimer’s. Look for ways to bring joy to them while they are still here.
Walking Them Home 