
At that point my mom was just beginning to need a home
health aide – mostly to keep her company, but also to prevent her from taking
long walks with her dog for fear she may not be able to find her way home. My
father was still working full-time though spending less and less time at the
office.
Fast forward two years… my father has since retired yet
instead of spending his golden years golfing, visiting children and
grandchildren, and vacationing with my mother, he spends his days making sure she
remembers to eat, takes her medication, and is being properly cared for. In the
beginning, we were very fortunate that the disease progressed fairly slowly.
However, the past few years have been marked by a steady decline. She can
longer be left alone and needs assistance with even the most basic tasks that many
of us take for granted. Although this dreaded disease is robbing my family of a
wife, mother, grandmother, sister, aunt, and friend, it has not been able to take
away her love of people. My mother may
not know our names or how we are related to her, but she does know that we
belong in her life and finds comfort being around her family.

I can’t tell you how excited I am to once again accept the
challenge of running 26.2 miles through the five boroughs of New York City as a
member of Athletes to End Alzheimer's and completing the marathon in honor of
my mother Hattie.
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