"Look at grandpa!" Laughed Molly, "He put his pants on backwards! And I think
they are wet too!"
"Shhh!" Said mother quietly as she gently pulled her twelve year old daughter
aside.
"Why does grandpa do funny things sometimes, mom?" Asked Molly.
Mother let out a sigh, wiped her hands off on her apron, and knelt beside her
youngest child. "Molly dear, I know you don't fully understand what Alzheimer's
disease is, but it's something that older people occasionally get, and it
sometimes causes them to be a little confused. That's why grandpa came to live
with us; because he was sometimes forgetting to turn the stove off, and to take
his medicine."
Just as Molly was about to respond, there came a big chuckle from the corner of
the room. Molly's eldest brother, Freddie, who was a bit of a smart-aleck, had
been hiding by the china cabinet and taking in the whole conversation.
"What mom's trying to tell you, Molly," quipped Freddie, "is that grandpa is
nuts, so don't pay him no attention!"
Although mother was angry at Freddie's rude comment, more than anything, she was
saddened. As tears rolled down her cheeks, she sternly said, "Freddie, that is
my FATHER, and I will not have you talk to or about him in such a disrespectful
or belittling way. Sometimes grandpa might not be fully aware of what he is
doing or saying, but more often than not, he DOES know, and gets upset that he
is having a hard time doing the things that used to come easy to him. Just
because he has some dementia does not mean he no longer has feelings!"
Freddie's head now hung low. It was obvious he regretted his thoughtless remark.
Mother dabbed her eye with a tissue and continued, "Freddie, I want you to go to
your room, and talk to God about this."
Without so much as a word, Freddie shuffled away, his little sister following.
Later in the afternoon, both Molly and Freddie walked down the stairs in to the
kitchen where mother stood over the sink washing dishes. In his hand was a piece
of paper.
"I prayed over the matter, mom, and I believe God showed me what I need to do,"
he said matter-of-factly.
"Oh?" Said mother, "And what's that? Say sorry?"
"Well, that, yes, but more importantly, I believe God wants me to share this
Alzheimer's prayer Molly and I wrote with other families too," Freddie continued
as he fumbled with the piece of paper in his hand.
Mother turned around, wiped her hands on her apron, smiled, and replied, "Can I
hear what you wrote?"
Freddie cleared his throat, straitened his posture, and read:
An Alzheimer's Prayer
Dear God, please help my family, friends and care-givers see me for who I always
was, and not for what this disease has taken from me.
Help them to see that I want to be treated just like they do; with courtesy,
respect and sensitivity.
Remind them, God, that although I may sometimes get confused, even act
irrationally, these things can scare, frustrate and sadden me as much as it does
them.
I don't want to be treated like a misbehaving child. Let them know that the best
thing they can do during these times is to take my hand lovingly and hold it or
give me a warm hug, for shows of love are universally understood.
Help my visitors to understand how grateful and appreciative I am when they come
and spend time with me. I don't need presents, just the precious gift of love.
And just because I may forget their name doesn't mean the love I have for them
in my heart has changed. I feel it, and am comforted and warmed when I hear
their voice, see their smile, or feel their loving embrace.
Let them know, God, that I don't like this predicament any more than they do,
and that even though my needs are now different, I still want to be included in
their lives because, if I lose my family and those dearest to me, then so too
will go my will to go on.
I can deal with this disease because I have to, but I just need them to be a
little more patient with me; a little more kind.
Lastly, help them, God, so we can get through this together. (copyright (c)
Melanie Schurr 2007)
As he finished, Freddie looked up, only to find mother sobbing; no longer tears
of sadness, but joy and pride!
"Oh Freddie! Molly! That is beautiful, and it is a message that I hope everyone
who has a loved one touched by dementia will hear!" Exclaimed mother as tears
flowed uncontrollably down her cheeks.
Real Life Application: Christ has told us to love one another, and treat each
other as we would wish to be treated. As such, let us place His message into our
hearts, and carry it out in to the world. His love will not only make a
difference in how we view and relate to Alzheimer's patients, but also has the
ability to transform lives, and soften even the most hardened hearts.
Invite love in.
Invite God in.
Change your life.
Change the world.
Contributed by Melanie Schurr
editor@melanieschurr.com (Copyright (c)2005 Melanie Schurr) Melanie Schurr
is author of "Ecstatic Living: A Christian marriage manual and Life-guide", "Son
Salutations" and "Daily Contemplations", a collection of read-one-a-day modern
inspirations. For more information, visit
www.MelanieSchurr.com
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