It has been a little over a year since Alzheimer’s stole my mother-in-law away. As her birthday approaches, her visits to my memories have become more frequent, filling me with a longing for her boundless optimism and warmth to be present in our lives once again.
Our visits were always met with great joy. Her laughter reached you before the door flew open and outstretched arms swept you into a warm embrace. Cheerful chatter followed you into the kitchen as you glided into conversation sprinkled with exclamations, questions and more laughter. Listening carefully, her hands would shape the conversation.
Clapping her hands together with delight would encourage a faster pace that brought more laughter, more detail. A crescendo was encouraged when throwing both hands up in the air with a tilt of her head and a hearty laugh, while bringing her right hand to her chest or lips would direct you to slow the tempo of your story down and allow you to feel its rhythm. These choreographed conversations brought unity and harmony to our family. I miss them.
Not only did her elegant hands bring music into our lives, they also brought beauty. Gently gripping a pastel, her long fingers would gradually unveil their vision as they moved across the paper – a blend of beauty and emotion to hang in our memory. I miss her presence in the clutter of her studio.
In the last couple of years of the disease, she fell into herself. Our visits found her statuesque in her recliner, her hands still in her lap. Her laughter imprisoned. It was my turn to outstretch my arms and fold her fading body into an embrace. It was my turn to attempt to conduct our conversation and bring beauty into her life.
If I was fortunate, her eyes lit up with recognition and a laugh escaped bringing back great joy. I miss her.
Carmen-
http://klaw21iskl.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-her-hands.html
Adrian- Person Description
http://apraptono21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-person-description.html
Anna G – Description of my Grandpa
http://angelaude21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-poem-for-my-grandpa.html
Farah
http://fjones21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-my-sister.html
Faliq: Slice #11 My Grandma
http://awicaksono21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-my-grandma.html
The kid who turned into a man
Kevin
http://kjones21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice11-kid-who-turned-into-man.html
Piper: Slice #11 My friend
http://pkitchens21.blogspot.com/2015/03/solsc-11-my-friend.html
http://ejongepoerink21iskl.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-my-father.html
Harry Grandpa
http://hflynn21iskl.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-grandpa.html
Caitlin: Slice #11 – Two of my best friends
http://cobrien21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-person-description.html
Varun’s dearest friend:
http://vseshadri21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-characters-real.html
My uncle John 🙂 – Narayan’s Slice of Life #11
http://nroy21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-of-life-11-my-uncle-john.html
Celes: Cinnamon Bun
http://jmoon21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-cinnamon-bun.html
Emaan: Slice #11- His Hands-
http://ekundi21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-his-hands.html
Eva W.: Slinky
http://eweisert.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-slinky.html
alyssa Slice of Life #11: Descriptive Writing
http://aschewaga21iskl.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-of-life-11-descriptive-writing_11.html
Megan: The Special Somebody
http://mlim21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-of-life-11-special-somebody.html
Ben Slice #11
http://bcoyle21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-descriptive-writing.html
Thian: What are friends? Tiny Story
http://tamarasekera21iskl.blogspot.com/2015/03/solsc-11-tiny-story-what-are-friends.html
Celine: Special friend
http://ctan21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-special-friend.html
Max- Slice 11
http://mvandenhi21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-12-character.html
Brooke Slice #11 Aunt Description
http://yphua21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-descriptive-writing-aunt-vicki.html
It’s devastating to see a loved one disappear to this disease. I’m starting to see it with my aunt and it saddens me greatly. Your words describing her are just beautiful!
Thanks Lynn. I look forward to the day a cure is discovered.
Dyna: Slice #11 Dad Description
Samuel
http://mchoi21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-of-life-11-descriptive-writing.html
Zuhayr: A Far Away Relative’s Description
http://zzahrissham21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-far-away-relatives-description.html
“Her laughter imprisoned. It was my turn to outstretch my arms and fold her fading body into an embrace. It was my turn to attempt to conduct our conversation and bring beauty into her life.” What a beautiful illustration of conductor to apprentice. I love the light and heart-felt memories of what can be a grave departure from vivid to subtle. Thank God you see the beauty of it all. Thank you for sharing such a lovely reflection and colorful memory.
“Alzheimer’s stole my mother-in-law away”. What an exact description of this horrific disease. It robs more that just the one diagnosed. May your memories continue to be vivid and happy. And may you continue to bring as much beauty into her life as she can accept.
It has been, and continues to be a difficult journey. My heart goes out to all who are vicitimized by this horrible disease. Thank you for listening.
Eva : Slice of Life # 11
http://ecawleyortega21.blogspot.com/2015/03/he-whose-eyes-never-fail-to-smile-even.html
πmouz: Slice of Life #11:
http://ttmouz.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-human.html
Volt Slice #11
http://tsubunvong21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11.html
Mary Slice #11: This old man.
http://mfreeman21.blogspot.com/2015/03/slice-11-this-old-man.html