Thursday, February 25, 2016
Monday, February 15, 2016
Momma is my heart. She loves me like only a mother can, and she makes me smile. Well, most of the time. Truth is, she makes me scratch my head many days, but we will talk about that another day.
Christmas this year was made extra special for Momma by the addition of her very own snowman in her living room. He was decorated with a top hat, red scarf, and mittens. When we began discussing removing the snowman with the other Christmas decorations, Momma wasn't so happy. "But I like sitting here looking at him. Don't take him down." And you know the saying, "What Momma wants....Momma gets." Thus began the thought process for making the snowman into something we could keep year round.
A trip to the dollar store, $20 bucks spent, and we had enough decorations to make a Mardi Gras Snowman, Valentine's Day Snowman, St. Patty's Day Snowman, and an Easter Snowman. As you can see from the picture, our Valentine's Day Snowman turned out quite well.
What's the point in all this? I have many goals in life. The Westminster Catechism teaches us the chief purpose of man is to glorify God and enjoy him forever. That is always my primary goal. After that, I believe we are called to take care of God's children. Scripture further teaches us to take care of the widows and orphans. The making of a snowman tree for Christmas, Mardi Gras, Valentine's Day, St. Patty's Day, and Easter are all part of making my Momma's world happier. That brings to mind another saying. "If Momma ain't happy.... ain't no body happy." Do I hear an AMEN!
Hope that gives you Something To Ponder.
Monday, February 1, 2016
"I will meditate on Thy precepts, and have respect unto Thy ways." That scripture is from Psalm 119, and it was part of a recent Sunday sermon at my church. The following statement was made by Reverend Dolores, "Peek at the past to learn. Praise in the present. Focus on the future."
Alzheimer's type dementia steals the most recent memories first. The memories are lostin the opposite order in which they were gained. In other words, an individual might forget their grandchildren before they forget their children. They might forget their children next, and then the memory of their wedding may leave them. What they never forget is their parents.
The memories of our parents are all over our brain. Our parents and grandparents, as well as our older siblings, all came before us. Therefore, those memories are prevalent throughout the brain. No matter how far in the disease the individual may progress, there will most likely always be memories of Momma. This would explain why a person may continually ask to "go home to Momma."
When working with your loved one with dementia, no matter the stage, peek at their past. If they were a firefighter, ask questions relevant to their work. Did they work in a factory or mill? Ask what products they produced. If they were a homemaker or pastor or waitress, or whatever, ask questions relevant and spark a conversation. If this peek into their past does not bring about results, ask about high school, the prom, or graduation. Ask what work Daddy did when they were growing up. What was their most favorite meal that Momma prepared? Keep peeking further into their past until you hit upon a topic they remember.
Our loved ones cannot "Focus on the future," as my pastor stated in her sermon, but we can help to bring them joy by "peeking into the past." Hope that gives you Something To Ponder.