Can I chalk up my delay to everyday procrastination? Maybe.

I’ve sometimes been surprised by what we’re experiencing and what I’m learning. But the bottom line is a good report.

Even if your spouse is living in a memory care center, you might consider the opportunity to travel to the other side of the world. I’m glad I did.

A reader asked for advice, and even though this is not an advice-giving blog, his question reminded me of some experiences that may help him.

When we stop to consider “quality of life,” whose life are we thinking about most?

Another Alzheimer’s caregiver I know kept a journal at first, with notes and stories he thought he might share sometime.“But after a while I didn’t have as much to write,” he said. Not that much was changing. Not that much was new. That’s how it is with me now.

Here’s what’s good when you’re sick and you live alone. But it’s not all good. Not at all.

A day-by-day chronicle of the good things coming our way. We’re doing as well as possible.

‘I’m truly glad for times like these.
I’m not alone. But . . .  she’s not here.’

Some of the abundance that makes our distress less difficult should be classed as privilege, not blessing.

Three of my conclusions that seem worth sharing with a new caregiver: ‘Seize the day.’ ‘Claim your mission.’ ‘Move forward.’

His email reminded me of fears and frustrations I encountered when I was where he is today. It’s good for me to think about how I’m doing now compared to then.

Have you ever asked yourself where you can find the strength to deal with your difficulties? In 2 Timothy 1:6-7, Paul gives the answer.

We discovered new meaning in advice we’ve heard for years: “It is more blessed to give than to receive.”

Was I anticipating coziness in an effort to experience what Evelyn and I enjoyed when she was here?

I certainly wouldn’t have predicted all that 2024 contained. So I’ll not hazard many guesses about what we'll see in 2025.

Christmas is different this year—again! But there was nothing typical about the first Christmas, either.

I’m engaged with Evelyn every day in one way or another. And yet in many ways, I’m living my life without her. It’s a surreal valley, and I’m trying not to stumble.

Three years ago, when we first announced our situation, I wouldn’t have dreamed what it would look like today.

This Thanksgiving I’m choosing to concentrate on the people—so many people—encouraging me on every step of the journey.