Stories from the Steps

dementia

  • Vol 2 Chronicle 21

    STORIES FROM THE STEPS, VOLUME 2, CHRONICLE 21, The Helpers, be more like Joe, less like Greg: This morning, as I made my way to Sunday School, I took the pic of the church aisle. At the end of our… Continue reading

    Vol 2 Chronicle 21

  • Vol 2 Chronicle 20

    VOLUME 2, CHRONICLE 20, BOTH INDEPENDENCE DAYS & THE ANCHOR: PREFACE: The 6 or 7 minute read that follows in 3 chapters, is my pastor’s fault. This Sunday past, he took pies in the face before our congregation at a… Continue reading

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  • Vol. 2, Chronicle 18

          As the Carpenter’s sang, “long ago & oh so far away”, I informed my dad some 40 years ago that I was leaving school for a job on the team sales side of the sporting goods industry. He begged… Continue reading

    Vol. 2, Chronicle 18

  • Shorty’s cake pan

    VOLUME 2, CHRONICLE 15, SHORTY’S CAKE PAN: “Though she be but little, she is fierce…” ~~ Shakespeare~~ “A Midsummer’s Night Dream” This is your paternal great-great-grandmother. Twenty four years ago yesterday, May 17, 2001, we lost her. Also pictured with… Continue reading

    Shorty’s cake pan

  • Vol. 2, Chronicle 14

    TIRED, A MOTHER’S DAY POST: Top right pic, that’s Miss Julie’s mom, the only mother-in-law I plan on having. Time took her in 2017 & took Miss Julie’s reason to stop & pick Mother’s Day roadside daisies. Time takes us… Continue reading

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  • Vol 2, Chronicle 13

    THE CAREGIVERS ARPEGGIO, BIRTHDAY EDITION: Music’s broken chord, the arpeggio, occurs when notes normally played simultaneously are played individually. Anyone taking care of someone with a physical or mental ailment knows the difficulty of dealing with brokenness of what once… Continue reading

    Vol 2, Chronicle 13

  • THE PRODIGAL GRIEF, A STORY ABOUT UNCLE DAVE: Maya Angelou wrote, “I answer the heroic question ‘Death where is thy sting?’, with it is here in my heart & mind & memories.” I seem to have too many friends grieving… Continue reading

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  • Vol. 2, Chronicle 8

    LAST DANCE, CONFESSIONS AT 2:52AM: “…and let me take a long last look before we say goodbye…”~~Don Henley, “The End of the Innocence”~~ Nearly three years ago, in a life decision I’ve sometimes regretted, I made the choice that teeter… Continue reading

    Vol. 2, Chronicle 8

  • A NEW SONG FROM THE ASHES OF 4,382 DAYS AGO: “I waited patiently for the LordHe inclined & heard my cry He lifted me up out of the pitOut of the miry clayI will sing, sing a new song…”From “40”… Continue reading

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  • Vol.1, Chronicle 52

    3AM THOUGHTS: I haven’t felt  “Christmasy” this year. Perhaps I’ve lost the wonder or perhaps I’ve wandered with the baggage of a parent with dementia that got too heavy. Either way, as I’ve sought the season’s joy & hope, my… Continue reading

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