What defines a family? Biology? A piece of paper? Perhaps it is an unbreakable bond we call love. No matter what we shall be faced with we will do it together as a family. It’s how we have handled everything else and this situation will be no different. I have no plan and I have no more tears to cry for things which I can not change. I have God and my family, therefore I have all I need in this life to get by with His grace.
I have cried many tears for many reasons over the diagnosis of this dementia which has touched our family and lives. I can not keep crying. While I cry precious moments pass me by unappreciated. Life keeps moving while I sit frozen in my grief praying for strength. I found that strength in a previous blog my husband had written. He is not always happy, but he is forever grateful. I found it in the letter from our daughter when she quoted my own words I stand before the pulpit and preach. If we only have faith in the good times then we have no faith at all. We shall praise Him through every storm of life. I have been looking at things from the wrong angle. Life changes as the seasons and with each new season of life we do not ever know what we will face. I feel His strength holding me up, and I know that will get through this too. He is not dying. Praise God for all blessings. I can not call dementia a blessing, but I must count what I can. We should not be here against the odds. Neither of us should be here and yet we are here. Why am I taking this blessing for granted?
I promised to love my husband through sickness and health. We never got the health part, but the love we have shared through the sickness will never be forgotten. Through cancers, heart attacks, and surgeries it never wavered and it will not now. My husband promised that if I am declared into full remission in a little over 4 more years that he would make our 10th anniversary one I would never forget. I want you to know that I will not forget as long as you are there by my side. It will be perfect Luke, exactly like you promised.