“Would you help teach me one day?”

Oh Dad. You have no idea what you have taught me. Since Day One.

This is Alzheimer’s. Tuesday, May 21st, 2019.
The highs and lows and all the miles in between.

When I realized the level of his clarity on this phone call with my daughter, Alex Ross, I thought to grab my cell and tape the conversation. I will treasure these moments. Is it the way it was? No. It is the way it is. And this is what I have learned to accept. Love life as it is. I cry every day. But then there are moments like this that remind me: I am alive. I have to go on. Not -move- on. And I do want to go on.

It’s a little personal. There’s a broken nose. There is swollen skin. But there is love. And this is what matters most. It inspires me to be the person I want to be. To laugh, to create, to connect. Every day. Every darn day.