Hard to believe that it has been five days since my beautiful mother, Melanie went to heaven. I remember the day after she died I woke up thinking,” Well, this is the first day of what it feels like to have your mom no longer on this earth.” Such a heavy feeling.

Mom had been battling Early Onset Alzheimers Disease since her diagnosis over 8 years ago at 60 years old. During those very hard years with her having the disease I grieved many things. The loss of my own mother not knowing my Birthday, her not being present at the birth of our three children, forgetting my name, how to talk, how to walk and so much more. That grief was different than what I am currently feeling. That grief was a slow, long drawn out pain. This current grief has some relief and even though I feel bad saying it, it is true. My mom no longer has Alzheimers. She no longer has a brain that can’t seem to work correctly and a body that even though was only 69 when she died, that forgot to do the most basic parts of life. She is currently dancing in heaven and riding her horses. Watching her slowly die in front of me from week to week was almost too painful to bear. She had stopped walking and eating solid foods within these last 6 months and some days I had to make myself go visit her. It was just so hard and I ugly cried every single time I went. Not seeing her beautiful radiant smile when I saw her felt like a knife slowly pressing into my chest. I wanted my mama back and this wasn’t her.

Having my own small children at home: 5, 4 & 2 and then also caring for my mother with Alzheimers, had stretched me so thin. Even though I miss her more than I can even verbalize at this very moment, I have so much peace that she is no longer on this earth suffering.

So thankful for so many things including my strong faith in God. I know without a doubt that I would be in a much darker place without the strength that He has given me on this journey. At church last night the message was about Psalms 23 and I am clinging tightly to that word.

“The Lord is my shepherd. I have everything I need. He gives me rest in the green pastures. He leads me to calm water. He gives me new strength. For the good of his name, he leads me on paths that are right. Even if I walk through a very dark valley, I will not be afraid because you are with me. Your rod and your shepherd’s staff comfort me.” Psalms 23:1-4 Last year around this time I went through a very dark season in my life and the only thing that I could do was lean on Him to get me though. Little did I know that He was also preparing me for what was to come.

A friend told me that this grief would come in waves and it seems to be doing just that. One day I am fine and then something sets me off. A picture, a song, my mind randomly replaying me laying in bed with her for those 7 days as she glided into heaven. Then out of no where the wave hits and seems to almost knock me off of my feet and the tears fall hard and fast. Another hard part will be that I no longer have to take care of her. I am sure “caretaker grief” is also a thing. Not having to worry about her bills being paid, taxes filed, doctor appointments to get to, if her bed alarm is working, mats under her bed properly placed or if her food is being properly pureed. That part hasn’t hit me quite yet, but expecting it soon. Pretty sure this week I will have to clean out mom’s room at her facility and I honestly am not looking forward to it. Walking into her room without her in it will no doubt be terrible. Prayers for the days, weeks and months to come as we all grieve the physical loss of my mom.

Alzheimer’s Disease I hate you and will stop at nothing to find a cure! Please donate to our Walk to End Alzheimer’s team, Melanie’s Memories Matter to join us in fighting against this horrid disease!

http://act.alz.org/goto/Melaniesmemoriesmatter

Thank you Kay Harmon Photography for this photo shoot with our mom.
Mom, my brother Ryan and myself. 2015