We are entering the latest of the latest stage of Alzheimer's disease. The aides have told me that Jerry is not eating on his own. You know what that means. WIthout food and water, we do not live for very long.

It's been a sobering few days for me. Jerry is so thin. I can see the decline. Hospice may be called in soon.

BUT, I've got to say that i am grateful. "How can I be grateful?" you say. Jerry and I are still connected. Our eyes still meet. There is not a time when we do not connect in some small way. It's a "God thing." He, most of the time, does not connect with anyone. He is getting thinner. Many times he seems like he is in a far and distant land, in fact, he is sleeping most of the time. YET, when I walk through those doors, we are still connected. I cannot tell you how thankful I am for that. It is truly beautiful.

Jerry and I did not have the perfect marriage. We were like most marriages...HUMAN...typical tit for tat...fussing..loving...laughing...fighting....

No matter what, though, we vowed from the very beginning that we would stick it out. The rewards of sticking it out have brought a depth of knowing love in a way we never could have understood. Now, we have a bond that even Alzheimers disease cannot break apart.

I will keep you posted as we progress through the coming months. And there is peace.

Psalm 23 of David.

1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2     He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3     he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
    for his name’s sake.
4 Even though I walk
    through the darkest valley,[a]
I will fear no evil,
    for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
    they comfort me.

5 You prepare a table before me
    in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
    my cup overflows.
6 Surely your goodness and love will follow me
    all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
    forever.