An Evening of Love, Light, and Angel’s Perch

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AngelsPerchCollage2SmI plan to write a longer post, including a review of the film, but for the moment I just want to say thank you to everyone who supported this endeavor. It was an unforgettable evening, and I had the pleasure of meeting so many lovely people. My only regret is that I didn’t have more time to talk with everyone.

The film… well, in a word, it was spectacular. I want to take the time to write a review worthy of J.T. Arbogast’s beautiful work. Everyone should see this film.

To that end, if you ARE interested in bringing Angel’s Perch to a theater in your area, Tugg.com makes it easy to do.

Just visit http://www.tugg.com/titles/angels-perch.  Click the blue Create Event button in the upper right hand area of the page, and you will be guided through the process. The people at Tugg are GREAT to work with and provide lots of tips on promoting your event. Likewise, J.T. and Kim are wonderful and will do whatever they can to help you succeed!

Remembering…

jeanne-eason-91st-birthdayToday, I attended the funeral of Jeanne Fox Eason, a beautiful woman who lived an extraordinary life by anyone’s definition. Mrs. Eason was 93-years-old when she joined her beloved husband, Warren, in Heaven last month, and the stories told this morning read like a magnificent novel set in the 1940’s.

What Dreams Are Made Of

Close your eyes for a moment and imagine: Corpus Christi, Texas, WWII. A lovely young Navy WAVE Link Instructor is teaching instrument navigation to student pilots. It’s there that she meets a handsome young naval pilot who will become her husband of 63 years.

Mrs. Eason was one of the ladies who lived with my mom at Eason House. In fact, the house was inspired by and named for Dr. and Mrs. Eason, and their memory will live on in that very special place forever more.

A Special Poem

The following poem was read during the memorial service, and I found it very moving. Just as a gift cannot be “ungiven,” nor can the memories of our loved ones be unraveled, for they are so deeply interwoven into the fabric of our own hearts…

All Souls, by May Sarton
Did someone say that there would be an end,
an end, Oh, an end to love and mourning?
What has been once so interwoven cannot be raveled,
not the gift ungiven.
Now the dead move through all of us still glowing.
Mother and child, lover and lover mated,
are wound and bound together and enflowing.
What has been plaited cannot be unplaited–
only the strands grow richer with each loss
and memory makes kings and queens of us.
Dark into light, light into darkness, spin.
When all the birds have flow to some real haven,
we who find shelter in the warmth within,
listen and feel new-cherished, new-forgiven,
as the lost human voices speak through us and blend our complex love,
our mourning without end.

Week in Review…

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week-in-reviewHaving spent the last two days in bed slathered with Vicks and sleeping in a Nyquil-induced haze, I’m starting to feel human again. What a miserable couple of days it’s been.

I guess I feel like I’ve been a little out of sorts since the Frontline piece on Emeritus aired; it brought back memories I’d rather forget. And yes, years later, I’m still so angry at myself for trusting the staff at Outlook Manor the way I did. How I hope Mom knows I did the best I could at the time with the knowledge I had. There are no second chances in matters like this, but the opportunity remains to educate people so they won’t make the same mistakes… at least that’s something.

What in the World is Dementiaville?

This week on Alzheimer.net, I did a piece about Hogewey Village (aka Dementiaville) in the Netherlands. How wonderful it would be to imagine that someday, care like this could be available all over the world. Right now, the biggest barrier to adoption is one we’re all too familiar with – cost. It took a cool $25 million-plus to build Hogewey, not to mention the astronomical cost of running it.

Still, it’s not something we should immediately dismiss as impossible. Perhaps there are aspects of this model that can be repeated on a less grand, but still effective, scale. The current model in the U.S. is in large part not working, and it’s our responsibility to figure out how best to take care of those who took care of us for so many years.

Dementia Dogs

Monday’s Caregivers post introduced readers to Kaspa and Oscar. These two dogs from Scotland have been specially trained to provide assistance to dementia patients, and the results have been overwhelmingly positive. In addition to helping with prompts,  reminders, companionship, and exercise, they also have a knack for sensing when a period of agitation is coming on, and they can often redirect their owner before things escalate.

Is It Time to Consider Assisted Living?

Also this week, I did a post on Caregivers calling out 8 signs that may indicate it’s time to start thinking about assisted living. Making that decision is one of the most gut wrenching things we’ll ever face, and when the time comes, it’s much easier to stick your head in the sand than face reality. Ask me how I know…

I hope that perhaps this list will allow you to step back and evaluate things a bit more objectively. The decision is extremely personal, and no two families or situations are the same.

Until You’ve Walked in Their Shoes….

Last but not least, this week I’ve seen several extremely harsh comments concerning placement in assisted living. I want to stress that, for a variety of reasons, not everyone is able to take care of loved ones at home. I find it terribly unfair to suggest that placing a spouse or parent in a care facility means they are loved any less. That is simply ludicrous. We must all do what’s best in our own situations.

Bottom line, never judge another until you’ve walked in their shoes. Although I do believe the system very much broken, there are without question some wonderful facilities that provide loving, compassionate care. Planning ahead is the best way to ensure adequate time for the due diligence necessary to find the right option for your family.