Dec 7, 2010


"Somehow, in the midst of our tears, a gift is hidden," Henri Nouwen.

I have experienced the truth of the above quote in retrospect when I consider events of my life, and I try to remember it in the frustrations and tediousness of living with dementia. This has been a rough past two months, with him being in a fairly significant delcine, which affects me - both emotionally and in the amount of tasks to do. I have lost sight of the gift within this situation. I hope to refind it.

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