A change of direction

My beautiful mother. She was born in England, emigrated with her family to Canada 1950. This is a picture of her from college -- she went to Eastern Nazarene College in Quincy, MA, where she was a cheerleader, and (I think) played volleyball.

My beautiful mother. She was born in England, emigrated with her family to Canada 1950. This is a picture of her from college — she went to Eastern Nazarene College in Quincy, MA, where she was a cheerleader, and (I think) played volleyball.

In case anyone is wondering where we’ve been — we are no longer in Boquete. When we visited the States over the holidays, we found that my mother’s Alzheimer’s had worsened. She needs the kind of help that can only be provided by having someone live with her.  Our hope is to keep her in her own home as long as possible.  It was a painful decision, but really not a difficult one — we decided to put our travel plans on hold for a while to help her.

I know it’s going to be hard , on many levels. We’ve talked to many people who have  been through a similar situation, of parenting a parent with Alzheimer’s or some other sort of dementia. Only one family has indicated that in spite of the enormous difficulty, overall  it was a positive experience — and that was Mark’s family. I’m so lucky to have him at my side for support.

So, that’s the end of the travel blog for now. But I’ll keep following all of the adventures the rest of you are having. 🙂

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