I forgot…

This is a reblog but anyone dealing with parents with memory loss might appreciate.


How many times over our life do we utter the words “I forgot” when something we were expected to do or to know, has slipped our mind?  Well, if you’re like most people, probably quite a few times. I would like to think that I do a pretty good job remembering stuff most of the time.  It wasn’t until the last few months that I realized what a blessing and privilege that is.  A gift that shouldn’t be taken for granted.  It used to annoy me when my kids or my husband would forget where they had left their sunglasses, backpack, wallet, book, keys, etc., and the list can go on and on.  It seems like I have always been the finder of lost objects in our home.  As much as I try to get the rest of my tribe to be responsible for their own stuff, in the back…

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