We celebrated Mom’s 69th birthday yesterday. She had pizza and cannolis and laughed. We have been working with a hospice company since September and the social worker was able to come and celebrate with us. They have been very helpful to us and we are grateful they are on our team.
I found this note in Dad’s office a few weeks ago. I wondered when Mom had written it. Was it a long time ago when she was perhaps leaving for the weekend? Was it after her diagnosis when she knew she would lose her ability to remember Dad and to communicate with him? I hope that one day soon there will be a cure for this disease.
Happy Birthday, Mom. I love you.
