Also, in the deepest darkness of this malady, there is a crack for spiritual enlightenment -- not only for the caregivers, but also for the patients.
My father suffered Alzheimer's for 20 years. We lived all the stages of the disease. Our great lesson our father left us was FORGIVE and FORGET. We knew we could forgive, but forget? It seems the lesson for humanity too, now, according to the increasing statistics of people living with Alzheimer.
Illnesses always make a lesson in our lives. They are a path to learn. If we only give the possibility of spiritual enlightenment during these times . . .
My father forgot everything. But, everytime he passed a mirror, he used to greet himself raising his hand; after that gesture, he always went to us to ask the same question: "Who is that nice gentleman in the other room? Everytime I go there, he is greeting me with a smile."
Of course, after we coped with the reality of "loosing" him in life, we laughed and understood that -- in spite of his alienation -- he was the man we knew he was; and better yet, we realized he was seeing himself in the same way.
Even though he forgot even himself, he never forgot to go to make a prayer close to a picture of the virgen Mary in his strong catholic background he grew up.
(Nice remembering you father, and sharing it with others. Thanks for the lesson).
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