Heather T.

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Two 4 Tuesday

In Alzheimers, Matthew, Shelburne Museum, Two 4 Tuesday on August 31, 2010 at 2:21 pm

This is a hand-made wall hanging, in honor of the maker’s family member who suffered from Alzheimer’s; being one of many displayed at the Shelburne Museum during the months of May through October.

Walking in and being surrounded by such heart-pouring art really touched me. As I reviewed each piece, tears flowed from my eyes. My faith assures me that those who knew The Lord while their memory’s were strong, continue to know Him on the inside as they live with this disease; whether or not we (on the outside) are able to see or understand. I trust Him in that ♥

Matthew 5:8 reminds us…”God blesses those whose hearts are pure, for they will see God.”

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In Alzheimers, Inspirations, My Poetry and Prose, PPP Prompts on July 10, 2009 at 10:10 am
I saw this amazing photo in my updates this morning and it said, come see me. It was a photo shared with prompting to write over at Pictures, Poetry & Prose AND I was not surprised at all to find out that it was taken by Dan Felstead, my very talented Photographer friend. Something about this photo just awakened these words inside of me.

I dedicate this in honor of everyone struggling with Alzheimer’s….

A stirring in his heart found him to stop in his tracks
Reaching out for that bit of truth that he’s carried all of his life
He thought he would search the meaning
Find what his heart was telling him
Just to be sure of himself

Standing still and searching the pages
He finds himself mesmerized with the first words in sight
Feeling the conclusion of thought in which he knew
That everything meant something

Peace and surety washed all through his soul
As he read those familiar words
The same words that always brought comfort to his anxious heart

Day after day

He awakes with a question stirring inside of him
Not exactly knowing who he is or why he suffers so
But knowing that he belongs somewhere
Reasoning his life and understanding a place
For him to reside

He dresses in those familiar clothes
The ones that he’s worn all of his life
Still unsure of the reason why
But knowing in his heart that it all makes sense somewhere
For him

Day after day