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Alzheimer’s
In October 2019, my husband of 51 years died of Alzheimer’s Disease. It was a precious 12 years from the moment he was diagnosed to the day he died. We shared that experience. The early Alzheimer’s years were a bit comedic at times. His sense of humor sustained both of us.
He chose to transition by not eating, and we chose to honor his thinking. He was a smart guy and knew the outcome; he wanted to terminate his life when first diagnosed and prevent the final years, crappy years from happening for me. I said NO! I wanted every minute.
I’m grateful for his decision and thankful for the 12 years we had. Because Charlie and Trudy, mentioned in an earlier post, had an enviable marriage, I did to. Were the last two years of his life as awful as described by many others? Yes!!! And, he was home alone with me, except for a two-morning-a-week helper. His last day at home he was still playing peek-a-boo behind a pillow. Grateful for every moment.
Resilience
You’re not born resilient—you become resilient.
Green Light
Sometimes we wait for a green light that never comes. A promotion. A signal. Someone saying, “Go ahead.” But what if the real signal is… you?
Own the Room
You don’t need to walk into a room to own it. Your presence shows up before you do—even on Zoom.
Active Listening
The most influential people aren’t the ones who talk the most. They’re the ones who listen best
Clarity Beats Confidence
People don’t need you to have all the answers—they need you to be clear.
Pivot with Purpose
Where in your work or life are you clinging to an outdated strategy? What might need a pivot?