Each and every week brings us more hope for Mom. I was struck, as I sat next to her in church on Sunday how beautiful a mature out of tune voice sounds when it is raising praise to God. She fans the fingers on her left hand to grasp the back of the pew in front of us. Slowly, but surely, she lifts herself proudly to join the congregation. I know that I sound like a broken record. But, it really IS a miracle. I am moved each time that I watch how thoughtfully functional she is becoming, again. She follows the written prayers and most of the words in the hymns. Except for the occasional moment that she forgets herself and asks me a questions out loud during a sermon that bores her, she is constant and following the service.
She spent time working on her typing skills writing a note back to Betty Fetrow, who sends messages every now and then. Mom’s left fingers are gaining more movement and control and her fist isn’t fixed much of the time.
Thank you, dear Lord, for the blessing of another day with Mom. She has much to do and her purpose is so obvious when I see her with the other residents at Heidi’s Chateau. She will always be a leader and a positive influence where ever she is. We’re so happy that we are often where she is…
I loved this blog entry Mary—–
I loved this: “Except for the occasional moment that she forgets herself and asks me a questions out loud during a sermon that bores her, she is constant and following the service.”
AND—–
“She will always be a leader and a positive influence where ever she is.”
Oh– I’m sure of that Mary——
And I LOVE Dena’s LAUGH!!!!!!!!
Love ya— later Sonda Phillips Bruce