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Unbuckling my Seat Belt

Oh hey they there blog, I know it’s been forever since I have written here.  Hold on a sec let me unbuckle my seat belt.  I have been buckled in for about 6 weeks now.  Buckled in for a pretty wild ride! 

I am just now slowly beginning to emerge from the crumbles and the chaos of it all.

So what has been going on you ask…..well where do I begin??

Let ‘s start with Memorial Day weekend………

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Madi had qualified for an all day National lacrosse tournament in Maryland that weekend. I had arranged for the wonderful agency we were using to care for Curt to be at our house at 5:30am on Sat.   All went well and we did the same thing again on Sunday.  It was a busy weekend for Curt, but he managed.  Then on Monday I drove 5 hours down to pick up Tyler at Liberty and 5 hours back with Curt along for the ride.

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It was after that crazy weekend that I began to see Curt unravel a bit.  The ride home from Liberty was long, and he was leaning over quite a bit and kept saying, “I need to get out of here.”  He had a rough week after that, the one saving grace was Tyler was home to provide some much needed comic relief and fun for him.

Later that week, Tyler and I ventured an hour away to see a sports spine specialist about his ongoing back problems that had significantly worsened. (He literally could not stand up straight, my normally 6’4 son was looking about 6ft tall, plus he had lost about 20lbs!) The Dr. pretty much said at this point surgery is his best option. Surgery was then scheduled for 2 weeks later on June 12th.

Somehow, I continued to limp through the last  few weeks of school.  I worked in a rather lame attempt to “give it my all”, but there wasn’t much left in the old tank to give.

Curt continued to decline and needed so much more help with even the simple things after that trip to Liberty.

 Then the day before Tyler was scheduled for surgery he texted me at school to let me know he woke up that morning with a bad headache and a fever!  That pretty much sent me over the cliff……..or at least right to the edge of  it!  Through a series of phone calls with the Dr and Physician’s assistant, we decided to proceed with surgery the next day.  He would be assessed again in the morning.

He was the first person scheduled for surgery that day which meant we had to leave the house at the beautiful hour of 3:45am.  (Which means I was up at 2am, wide awake and worrying….you know something us mothers can really do well when needed! :) )

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My parents came to be with Curt that morning until his regular caregiver could be there.  All went well with surgery and they pumped Tyler full of antibiotics to help with the fever and what was probably a sinus infection . (I should mention that Tyler has NEVER, EVER had a sinus infection, so I guess the day before surgery is a good time to get your first sinus infection….NOT)  We arrived home late that afternoon.  The next day, June 13th  was my last day of school with my students.

Somewhere amidst all the back surgery fog, end of school fog and the Curt decline fog….I had sat down and talked with a local reporter about a short essay I had written for the “Chicken Soup for the Soul Alzheimer’s Edition” and about living with Younger Onset Alzheimer’s in our 40′s (ok, ok …. now officially in our 50′s).  I knew the article was going to be published the weekend of June 14th, but  honestly, with so much going on, I had forgotten about it until a friend texted me to tell me how surprised she was to open up her Sunday paper to find a pic of Curt and I on the front page of the Lifestyle section!!!!!  (At that point, picture in your mind a minor freak out by me, the front page??  What?!!?! Is it a good pic? Do I look fat? How is the article?)

But there I sat at a lacrosse tourney with Curt and Madi, about and hour away from home and unable to get the paper or read it.  I actually did not get to read the article until after the tournament finished later Sunday afternoon.  It was a very sweet article and well done.  And the accolades for Curt that came as a result of the article blessed my heart immensely.

( You can read the article here)

The hoopla that ensued from the article was endearing.  Several former students got together to start a fundraiser for Curt.  They are selling T-shirts to raise money for ongoing care for Curt. (Check here for info on the T-shirt fundraiser and if you go to the site you can also see a cool TV interview with myself and Curt’s former student) I also got several letters in the mail from students,  made new facebook connections with different people who read the article and once again saw the goodness, kindness, and amazing generosity of our community.  Donations were also sent to a local fund set up for Curt.  I was AMAZED one day when I went online to check the account so I could make a payment to a local provider for Curt and found a generous amount of money has been contributed to the account.  It truly was God’s perfect timing!!!

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Then on June 17th in the crazy month of June, Curt and I had our 25th anniversary.  It was a bittersweet day, he enjoyed the specialness of the day, but  he really does not grasp the fact that we are married anymore.  But he knows I am his honey and he loved knowing it was a special day for us….so that was good enough for me.  The day was also made so special for me just by the simple care of a few good friends who went the extra mile for us/me that day. :)

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Our honeymoon in Vt/Maine/NH 25 years ago!

 

So as Tyler was recovering well, and Madi continued with lacrosse tournaments every weekend,  I  struggled through the LONG 7 days teachers had to go to school for inservice days after the students left.  Somewhere in the chaos of it all we got word that there was an opening at the main care facility I was looking at for Curt.

So once again, I had some freak out issues, surely I was not emotionally ready for this, how do I tell Curt about moving, and on and on the issues and emotions went.  Moving Curt to a full time care facility was something I was not yet ready to do, yet I did in a practical sense feel  it was time.  But emotionally that is a whole other issue…………

So arrangements were made for him to move in July 2!  A week ago today he moved into a wonderful care facility.

And for now that is where I will leave you…..this post has already gotten VERY LONG!  Do know that it has been an adjustment for Curt and for all of us.  So continue to pray for peace for Curt during the transition from home to the memory care facility.  I will finish this and update more next week. 

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Curt at the memory care facility.  And yes they allow Paisely to visit!  He loves having her come along to visit.

But geez, I am exhausted just reading through this…..ha ha.  Usually when I finish a post I do try to add something God has been teaching me. 

 

But guess what folks……I got nothing. 

Not that God hasn’t been teaching me a TON.

  But for now, I am off to focus this week on the R’s of life.

Renewing

Refreshing

Relaxing

Reviving

Reading

Restoring

 

Thanks for walking the journey with us, each one of you makes this journey so much easier!

 

 

 

 

 

Running the Race

Back in the days of one flavor of Gatorade, I was a high school and college athlete.  Those were the days when orange Gatorade was the greatest thing out there, trainers at high school sports were non existent, college coaches wrote hand written letters to recruits, and we wore really cool polyester sweat pants to practice.

Yep I played soccer and ran track back in those days.  Actually for my elementary years I was the only girl in the boys soccer league.  Yep that was the 70′s before the days of Title IX.  I remember the thrill of getting to play on my first all girls soccer team in 9th grade!

But my main sport back in the day was track.  I ran the 100, 200 and 400 (ok back in the day it was the 100, 220, and 440).  And the race I remember the most was the grueling 400.  It was a sprint, one lap around the track.  But honestly how can you sprint one lap?  So you had to train and come up with a strategy on how to attack that race.  Go out hard, stride the back stretch, keep good form, and finish strong coming out of the last turn.   It was the finish strong part that was the hardest.  How can you finish strong when your legs felt like jello!

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The biggest part to finishing strong was training hard.  Running 100 and 200s to work on speed and running 450′s and 600′s to work on that endurance piece.  I remember training so hard at times that I actually threw up once after a race and once during practice.

 

But the thing  I keep thinking about lately is in order to finish well, I had to train hard.

 

And train hard, and work hard……it wasn’t easy at times (um, remember the puking after practice!).  There were many times I didn’t feel like going to practice or running that 6th 200 of practice or 4 400′s then a break then 4 more.  I was dying out there…..but I kept pressing on, I kept working hard.

Over the years I qualified for the state track meet several times and I still vividly remember the finish line at that meet.  I remember coming out of that last turn with my eyes squarely  focused on THAT finish line.  It was at that moment with my eyes focused on the finish line, I would find out if all my hard work paid off….did I finish well?!?!

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I am drawn to the memory of that finish line a lot lately.

 

I am drawn to the memory of working hard to finish well

 

I am drawn to the memory of how hard it was at times, how I didn’t feel like working hard some days!

 

I am reminded about being weary and tired yet continuing to press on.

 

I am reminded of this bible verse, that I memorized in college shortly after I stopped running after tearing my ACL.


Hebrews 12:1-2

New International Version (NIV)

12 Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.

I am not going to lie, it’s been a rough year!  A rough school year for this tired teacher, a long winter, and a year filled with many unexpected challenges and frustrations, along with Curt’s ongoing digression with Alzheimer’s.  Just this week, Curt asked me if I had a boyfriend?  He had no idea we were married.  He wants to “go home” at night, and gets so mad at me when I don’t take him home.  It’s hard.

But…….I am running the race, working hard, training hard and persevering.  I am fixing my eyes on Jesus. 

And my eyes are fixed on the finish line, because when all is said and done, how we run this race for Jesus is all that really matters.  The race may be hard, but may we all finish well!

Pressing on………..

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How do you do it?

People frequently ask me how I stay so strong and positive?  How do I deal with all the crazy emotions of watching my sweet husband slip into the deep, deep black hole of Younger Onset Alzheimer’s Disease? How do I get it ALL done?  I often jokingly say, “lots of coffee!”

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But in reality…….I don’t always stay so positive and strong, I hate the emotions of watching Curt fall prey to the grips of a demoralizing disease, and I forget things all the time and simply don’t get it all done. I hate the chaos of a life filled with trials, unexpected calamities, and hardships of taking care of everything.

I guess people think I get it all done since I show up to school each day with matching clothes and a smile on my face.  And to me that alone is an accomplishment!

And maybe just showing up with a smile is half the battle……ok matching, clean clothes is a battle too.  But when you are walking a tough path, you learn to celebrate the little things….like matching socks and clean clothes that were actually on a hanger and not at the bottom of the laundry basket! :)

Yes you celebrate the little things, the 10 minutes of a quiet walk on a still night with the dog, a few moments with a hot cup of coffee sitting by the Christmas tree in the morning before the family wakes up.  Those little moments you cling to them, they sustain you. 

I no longer think about the things I wish we could do and go to.  Or get consumed with the thought process of “if Curt didn’t have Alzheimer’s we could………..” Or even the pangs of yearning for a normal life, that is simply futile and gets me NO WHERE….except depressed! 

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So I cherish those moments, those little things, and it’s in those moments I find that Peace that does surpass all understanding in this storm of life. 

Yes those little joys that we often miss in a busy life, those moments…….Yes those precious moments I cling to them, embrace them and welcome them!!! 

The other day with all the snow on the ground, Tyler noticed the footprints in the snow indicating  someone had walked around back in our woods.  He said to me with a smile, “Mom I know those tracks in the woods are from you, you probably walked back there and took some pictures of the pretty snow!” 

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Yes he was right I did!  That was ONE of those precious moments, walking in the peaceful woods as the snow seemed to embrace each tree with such beauty. 

Oh, don’t we all need those moments!

Yes it’s Christmas, a chaotic time of year, the struggle to get it all done.

But I am learning more and more, the perfectly wrapped presents, the perfected Christmas morning cinnamon rolls, the yummy Christmas feast, the cute Christmas outfits are not what it is all about.  Sure, they are fun traditions and truly bring a family together. 

But deep down what I have learned is the importance of those moments, a pause in the chaos to reflect upon a simple truth of a Savior born to redeem a sinful world. 

Yes it’s in those moments of reflection, that is where I find my true strength!

Light and life to ALL He brings
Ris’n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born that man no more may die
Born to raise the sons of earth
Born to give them second birth
Hark! The herald angels sing
“Glory to the newborn King!

Yes Glory to the Newborn King! 

Enjoy a few moments of reflecting upon the Glory of the Newborn King this Christmas, trust me when I say, that is where your strength for each day comes from!

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Merry Christmas friends!

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Alzheimer’s and Thanksgiving

It has been a long time since I have updated my blog…….life got a little busier than I anticipated.  Honestly, I really thought once Tyler left for college things would get a bit easier.  Maybe it was wishful thinking, but I am quickly finding out it’s not reality. I am realizing it’s harder for me to leave home, I always had Tyler OR Madi who could stay with Curt and it made it pretty easy to leave. Now with just Madi,  and with Curt’s skills diminishing I am reluctant to leave him as much.  I miss having another driver around the house, I am back driving Madi everywhere and have no one to run a few errands for me. There are several other factors lending itself to my continual feeling of being overwhelmed….but yes, not something I want to talk about on a public blog.

But I have digressed……..the title of this post is Alzheimer’s and THANKSGIVING.  And despite all that Curt continues to loose in terms of skills and a digression in activities of daily living, I have found that three things still remain.

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Curt continues to have a passion and a love for the things of Christ.  Christian/Worship music continues to bring tears to his eyes every time he hears it.  We can be driving somewhere and I will be playing a song (Like Chris Tomlin’s “I Will Rise” Jeremy Camp “Overcome” or “Where I Belong” Building 429) and I look back and the man has tears streaming down his cheeks every time.  He loves going to church on Sunday and enjoys having the bible being read to him.  The word of God still speaks with an undying force to his heart and soul.

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A love of Music is another thing that still remains.  As most of you know Curt was an awesome and talented drummer, he really can no longer play drums.  However, his passion for music pops up everywhere!  It is the funniest thing, we can be at a store shopping and there will be music playing in the background and he will start humming along and asking me if I know what song it is?  I think to myself every time….. do I know what song it is?????  What song are you even talking about Curt I can barely even hear it!  But he hears it every time and is banging out the beat on his legs and humming along.  He is so tuned into music. He can be watching a football game and gasp, sometimes is enjoying the music in the background more than the game!  We were watching an old Journey DVD the other night and he was banging out the beat on his legs NON STOP!!  Yes music is still alive and well his Curt’s mind!

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An enduring sense of humor!  Every morning when I get him up and ready before I leave for school, I say, “time to get up…rise and shine!”   He the proceeds to give me this devilish laugh and says “NO!” and then laughs again.  He loves to watch old movies, just the other day he was laughing to the depths of what seemed to be his inner soul during “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.”  He would go around the house for days afterwards, going, “Bueller, Bueller, Bueller…anybody”  When humor is inserted into a sermon at church, he picks up on it right away and often leans over to me and says, “that’s hilarious!”  He loves to have a good laugh.  This current ad from K-mart had him practically rolling on the floor recently!  If you knew Curt, you would  know he always had a playful and fun sense of humor, it’s nice to see a part of that still remains.

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A passion for Jesus, and a passion for music were two things Curt always felt so strong about…..As this horrid disease continues to steal so much of Curt, it’s endearing to see that it can’t steal his love for the Lord and his passion for music!

So on this Thanksgiving weekend, we are thankful for the glimpses we continue to see of the old Curt.  Yes some things are lasting, despite a horrible disease that can take so much…..3 things remain!  And today we celebrate those things!

*Update, I had written this post a few days ago, but didn’t get it finished until today.  In the mean time….Madi passed her driver’s test yesterday!!  Woooohooo….celebrating that milestone with her.  Yes this mom can still teach her teens to parallel park! :)

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And so it begins…..

Every year at this time I get a bit sentimental………This makes my third year of starting back to school with out Curt.  Last week I brought Curt along with me while I was going to work in my classroom.  As I was finishing up I asked Curt if he wanted to walk down and see his old classroom.  He said, “not really, I don’t know where it is.”  I suggested we just walk down his old hallway, just for the heck of it.  He complied and as we walked together, he turned to me with this little glimmer of familiarity and said, “this is my place” and then as we continued down the hallway he walked right up to the door of his old classroom.   HIS old classroom, the place where he spent 15 years teaching HS students. 

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Curt loved his job!  He would always be so excited as the lazy days of summer began to wane and the leaves in our woods began to fall, knowing the first day of school would soon be here!  I on the other hand would shudder and complain about going back, he would smile and remind me, that we should be thankful for the jobs God has given us! :)  I still complained……….

He would get up early that first week of school and be there by 6 am each day.  He wanted to have time to get work done when there were no students around.  He would say, “after school time is not time to get work done, that is time to help students.”  He would often come home late from school after hanging out after school talking to students, helping with assignments, or just giving advice.  I would often have to call him at school and say, “DINNER IS READY can you please come home!!”  I would get so mad…….now I would give anything for him to arrive home late for dinner.

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Curt being a cheerleader and a trooper on a Father/Daughter night for the cheerleaders, this girl’s dad couldn’t be there so she asked her fav teacher to fill in.

He cared for his students, he worked hard to get them involved in each class, he engaged students with his witty sense of humor, and taught with a passion. 

He was diagnosed with Younger Onset Alzheimer’s Oct. 1st 2010, I remember I was making a quick stop at a local store for some much needed school clothes the next day.  The clerk who checked me out noticed my last name and asked if my husband taught at our local high school.  When I said I was his wife, she gushed on and on about how he was her favorite teacher, and even though she didn’t like World History she loved his class!

  I didn’t have the heart to tell her about his diagnosis and thanked her and went in the car and cried!

Yes this time of year I reflect so much upon Curt’s teaching days.  Just the other day we were out at a local restaurant and when the waitress brought our check, she smiled at us and said, “A former student paid for your check tonight!”  That was not the first time that has happened, it happened another time at a local Applebee’s restaurant. 

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1998 Yearbook Picture of this nice married couple that taught at the same high school :)

One man’s life does matter, and it does impact others.  I know, it sounds like a scene from It’s a Wonderful Life. :)

Curt was always a fan of Oswald Chambers, I found this quote in one of Curt’s books recently

“We are not made for the mountains, for sunrises, or for the other beautiful attractions in life – those are simply intended to be moments of inspiration. We are made for the valley and the ordinary things of life and that is where we have to prove our stamina and strength.” ~Oswald Chambers

Yes Curt lived in the ordinary things of everyday life and in those ordinary, daily moments he worked hard to live a life that would always honor God, and reflect a life lived with passion and integrity. 

I am thankful for the model he served to me to live that life. 

It is with that inspiration that I start my school year this year! 

Alzheimer’s and life with Teens

I  said to Curt while getting out of the car in the 90 degree heat at a lacrosse tourney, “Well honey you win the award for being the most active guy with Alzheimer’s!”  He got up 2 days in a row at 6am, I got him dressed and we headed out the door for an early 8am game in the heat.  He hung out in the heat watching two games on Sat., used the nasty outhouses, (which provided a nice challenge for me since he needs a bit of help these days…… and then I was so paranoid he would somehow lock himself in the outhouse, oh can you imagine the horror of being locked in one of those!.) And he reeled in the commotion of the two games close together.  He would get so confused as to what was going on, but would continue to go along with whatever I told him.  Sunday,  Madi had an 8am game and then not again until 3pm.  We had time to kill between games, including a long chilling out time at IHOP!  And then some shopping, which we know how much Curt loves! And then a short 1/2 hour nap in the hot van for him and then back to the last game. More time in the heat and then the 5 hour drive home.

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Really, it’s a lot for a guy in the late moderate stages of Alzheimer’s to deal with.  But He is a trooper, he sits patiently in the heat, and really doesn’t complain.

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People often ask me how he does with these kind of things…..overall he does well.  He would keep getting confused with when Madi is playing and how long the game lasts etc.  But he would hang tough and sit out in the sun drinking lots of water and seemed pretty content.

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He also LOVED our family vacation!  He wanted to be part of everything.  Really once again he was a trooper!! Got up early, stayed up late, enjoyed chatting with my extended family.  We rented a beach house with my family, it was a ton of fun.  Curt had always enjoyed the ocean.  He and the kids would be out there for hours………..now when he wanted to go out in ocean we were all nervous!

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But he was pretty insistent about wanting to go in.  So Tyler was the first to get him out there, and we all quickly joined him out there.  Due to the spatial issues, he had trouble judging when the wave would break, and at one point Tyler literally picked him up to carry him out so the wave would not break on him.  So,Tyler, Madi and I, and my two surfer, boogie board riding brothers, kept a careful watch over Curt while he was in the ocean.  But as it is in the ocean, inevitably the “big wave” came, and despite our efforts, we all got toppled.  We all quickly pop out of the what feels like the wash cycle of the washing machine, all looking for Curt.  For that brief second no one sees him, and then suddenly his head pops up and he loudly proclaims, “That was AWESOME!!” And that expression seemed to capture our entire vacation for Curt.  He really enjoyed the long conversation with family, the pool, the beach and just some time away.

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But the lazy days of summer are beginning to wane as we take Tyler to college to start his freshman year TOMORROW!  And I have some back to school commitments coming up as well as looking for people to stay with Curt in the fall.  Honestly I am not looking forward to the busy, crazy, stressful life again.  I  find myself getting a little battle weary…..maybe I am just getting older, maybe it’s that fun woman hormone craziness, maybe it’s Tyler leaving……….it’s probably all of it combined.

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But I have also come to understand Matthew 11:28 28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

Jesus gives the invitation to Come, but it is us who must get up and GO!!  We must Go the Lord, and give him these burdens.  Trying to carry them on our own just doesn’t seem to work real well! :)  So I am working more on Going to the Lord with the burdens of the day, I often try to carry them on my own. Working on that more for this Fall….Going to the Lord and LEAVING those burdens of the day there.

Going………….

Thanks again for your ongoing LOVE and prayers for our family!!

Morris fam

Looks Like We Made It!!!!

Yipee!!!  Yahoo!!

I am celebrating the end of a crazy, hectic, yet heartwarming school year! 

What a crazy June it for this mom.  Tyler graduated, he left for a week at the beach, we threw a big family party for Tyler and for Madi’s big 16th birthday.  We also went to a lacrosse tournament and some how I limped my way through the last few days of school.

I am just saying….. lots of vitamin supplements and coffee seem to be my mainstay to keep me going these days!

But I made it!!!  Made it through the school year!!!  This post is about celebrating making it through it all!

It’s a crazy journey, and sometimes when I have down time, I almost don’t know what to do with it.  I am so used to going, doing, working, helping etc.

There were many EMM’s (Emotional Mom Moments) along the way. The kind we all go through when our kids suddenly grow into young adults and you try to savor those last moments of their senior year.  This is Tyler’s senior night at his baseball game….a true EMM.

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Another one of this EMM’s was when Tyler won our school’s Grosh Award/Scholarship.  It is the highest athletic honor/award the school gives and Tyler was the recipient this year.  You can read more about it here.  It was a great honor for him, and we could all savor that moment together at an athletic dessert social in early June.

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Madi turned sweet 16 and had a big party at a friend’s pond.  It was a fun pond party with food to plan, cake pops to make, prayers for good weather and a ton of other stressors along the way.  Really what was I thinking planning this party 5 days before graduation!!!  But it all went well, the sun came out 5 min. before the party started and it made for a beautiful late afternoon  pond party.

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And Madi ended up making these cool cake pops all by herself, boy were they delicious!

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And then there was this moment…………

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And a special hug from one of my students who Tyler walked with at graduation.

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And all that happened the first 3 weeks of June!

But as I said I made it!

And most important Curt made it though it all.

He just went along with what ever I told him was happening.  With so much going on he really depended on me to keep things consistent for him.  I was really thankful Margo the dear lady who stayed with him during the time I was at school was able to come consistently during those last 2 weeks.  She was a source of stability for Curt amidst the chaos.

Curt was able to understand the fact that Tyler won several scholarships and other awards and that he graduated, but it was like someone who gets it, but is very apathetic and unemotional about it.  He kept saying it was awesome, but I don’t think he totally reeled in the emotions of it all.

He has been same the last 2 months or so, the anger issues pop in now and then and are not pretty, but don’t last as long as they did a year ago.  Thank goodness!  He is eating a lot more and hopefully gaining back some of that weight he lost.  He struggles with HOW to get the food to his mouth, but is quite happy to eat his favorites. Although his repertoire of the food he likes is very limited, but that is ok, just so he eats.  He has lost lots of that muscle mass, he used to be one solid dude, now he is mushy. :(  Two minor things I have noticed get worse are his inability to get himself a glass of water, he confuses how to work the faucet.  He also can no longer take off his shoes with out help.  It’s the slow demise of those daily tasks that are so sad to watch slip away. He can no longer shave or take care of those daily personal hygiene skills that we all take for granted.  He walks slower than molasses pouring from a jar, and shuffles and kind of bends over some as he walks.  He almost looks robotic in his gait.  But he still retains a fun sense of humor and tells me all the time that he  loves me so much!  So we press on and cherish those glimpses of the old Curt!

Also, I must once again thank SO MANY of you that helped to get me through the spring, there have been SO MANY of you that helped out in big and small ways.  Friends who cleaned out my disgusting fridge, brought meals, prayed for us continually, gave gift cards, let me borrow a lawn mower when ours needed repair etc.  Spring was just overwhelming and so busy, really, I know I am repeating myself, but I just couldn’t keep up with everything at times, and became a bit forgetful and I am sure I did not thank many of you.

And a special Thanks to person who made us dinner the week of Graduation!  It was a really delicious spaghetti casserole!! The timing was PERFECT, but Curt had no idea who dropped off the meal.  I believe it was the night of baccalaureate, and the way that night was going we would have never had dinner. :) So thank you to the mystery person who has blonde hair.  That is all I could get out of Curt. 

Tyler leaves for 3 weeks of summer classes at Liberty this week……Ahhhhhhhhhh, minor freak out, but I got this.  We appreciate your prayers as we all adjust to him being gone.  Also Madi has several lacrosse tournaments with traveling to Va. and Maryland, do pray for the logistics of that.  And pray that we can all just savor some family time.

Thanks!

A few pics from our big family graduation/birthday party

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Curt with his brother!

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The Rock? Sometimes it seems way out there somewhere.  It’s bumpy and hard, right at the water’s edge.  It even hurts when we fall on it.

The Rock! But it sure makes a great foundation when the storms hit!