By Tracie Bevers
In the early days of the disease, when I heard stories of
others in later stages, I actually thought… "Well, I know that will never
happen." Little did I know what the future held; I was very naïve. Many
times along the way, I would remember something a friend had shared with me two
or three years prior, and reality would settle in. We were there; those things
were happening. It was hard, no doubt, but at least I knew others had been down
this road.
As we journeyed through Alzheimer's with Mom and Dad, I regularly
took notes, sent emails to our kids, took pictures…that sort of thing.
Somewhere along the way, I decided that one day I could write a book with all
the notes I was taking. I had become passionate about sharing the story and
encouraging others, and I wanted to share our journey with people who needed to
hear about it.
My reasons for telling the story are:
1.) To help others beginning the journey – to share information
that may be helpful to them, even if it is hard to tell…and hard to hear.
2.) To make it clear to those who don’t understand what Alz
is…it is a cruel disease of the brain affecting 5.7 million Americans.
According to the Alzheimer's Association, that number could rise to 14 million
by 2050.
3.) To share a sweet story of two people who loved each other to
the end. Their journey made it possible for others to witness a true, one-of-a
kind love story and raised the bar for many.
It's not an easy story to tell, but the truth is –
Alzheimer's is not easy. If I didn't tell the real story, even the parts that
make us uncomfortable, then I'm not sure any of my three goals would be
accomplished. I have struggled…hoping others don't think I shared too many
intimate details, but mostly praying that Mom and Dad would approve. Now, I
know that if they could hear the stories about how their journey is helping
others, they would be pleased.