Tomorrow Is September 11th

Let us remember tomorrow with reverence. For those who died, and for all those who fought so valiantly to save lives, I thank you. I hope America thanks you.

To those who lost loved ones, I’m so sorry. I hope there is a measure of comfort in your days now and that you have found meaning in your life.

These are hardships. Not the petty little things in everyday life that make you miserable, but mean nothing in the long run.

Remember. Never forget.

Also, try to remember the caregivers, who work everyday, 24/7 to help care for a loved one. It’s not easy, it’s not rewarding, it’s not fun. Life isn’t your own and until you stand in their shoes you don’t know how the caregivers feel. Their emotions, their thoughts.

Visit  www.adoptacaregiver.org  and read Behind The Mask. Stand in a caregivers shoes for a little while, and then be inspired to go out and find a caregiver in your community and send them an email.

Adopt A Caregiver. Give the gift that lasts forever, and costs nothing.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Something Different

I did something different today. I started to exercise! Not easy to push myself with Fibromyagia hurting all the time, but I figured better I should be moving my body, than sitting around all the time. In fact, I’m thinking of calling a personal trainer to make sure that I’m doing the right things the right way.

Our apartment overlooks the pool, and I hear the kids in the pool having a wonderful time. Many families are together enjoying this beautiful day.

I am waiting for the fourth generation to be born. Four generations of women! Or as my husband says, four pretty girls.. he’s still wearing his rose colored glasses and I love him for that.

I am more than half finished the baby blanket and I love the colors, grey, yellow, and white.

Tomorrow is back to errand day. I have some writing I need to get to, since I’m meeting a writing friend on Wednesday.

Support caregivers.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Lovely Or Lonely

Holiday weekends, are they lovely or lonely? For most of us they are lovely, a chance to do things with friends, catch up on errands and house, and be with family enjoying traditions.

Or they can be very lonely for those who are alone, or those who are caregivers. Caregivers are not only lonely but many times they are worn out. A visit from a friend would be so welcome. Just stand in their shoes for a moment and think about what they are going through. Bring a small gift, a journal and bright colored pen, a small colorful plant, a book on tape, a book to read, anything, even just a smile!

My book, Behind The Mask, is only one account of being a caregiver. All caregivers have a story, they just don’t want to talk about it.

Make life a little more lovely for the caregiver. Adopt A Caregiver and tell them your friend Helene sent you.

Give the gift that lasts for ever and costs nothing.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

visit my website www.adoptacaregiver.org

Who Cares For The Caregivers?

Where were you?

This is something I wrote after publishing my secret journal, Behind The Mask, and I think it is something everyone should read at least once. This is the plight of caregivers.

“Where were you when I had no one to talk to, when I needed to vent, when I needed a shoulder to cry on?

Where were you when I tried to smile and couldn’t?

Where were you when I was too depressed to function?

I needed you. But, you were off with friends and clubs, too immersed in your activities to think of mine.

Where were you when I needed you, and everyone deserted us?”

This is how caregivers feel. This is what I want to change and why I want everyone to Adopt A Caregiver. Pleant this seed and it will grow by word of mouth.

Love and kisses Helene

Please see my website www.adoptacaregiver.org

Before It's Too Late

I’ve been rambling again, thinking about things we mustn’t forget. Our selves, and family and long ago times.

Remembering childhood, growing up, where we lived, what it was like being part of our family. Sharing this with our children and grandchildren.

Remembering others who helped us become better people. Reconstructing our lives, making sense of it. Acknowledging our mistakes, learning from them.

Forging ahead from where we started, learning our selves and how to make ourselves into people we want to admire. Helping others as we ourselves were helped.

Listening to the lessons of childhood, school, war, each decade teaching us something more. Growing up, getting married, having babies, how our lives changed.

Responsibilities, commitments, thinking of others instead of our selves and noting decisions made, and roads we took and how they affected us as young adults.

Moving on in life, working, entering mid life. Observing our own family, making new memories. Our children grew up, went to college, left home, got married themselves. Grandchildren came and time flew by faster.

Before we knew it our golden years arrived uninvited. Are we just going to sit here and let them slip away, unnoticed? How are we going to preserve these magical moments in our lives? Are we able to make a diffrerence in one person’s life? Have we learned from our mistakes? Will we remain rold models in our family’s lives?

It’s true no one can take away our memories. But we need to pass on what we have learned. We must reach out to our families who still need us, to our neighbors and friends, to lend support when needed.

Our lives stood for something. Maybe in some small way we helped build truth and character, kept our children free of drugs, made better schools and better teachers and hope our experiences and our wisdom can be shared.

Before it’s too late, we need to think about this. To preserve our memories, to continue our growth and learning, we need to keep our minds and bodies active.

I wrote this several years ago, funny how it holds true today.

And, I am helping others. I started Adopt A Caregiver, please go to www.adoptacaregiver.org and read about it.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Blogging, Blessings, Being

If I can blog, or read, or knit, I feel blessed just to be me. The last couple of days, I’ve been lazy, a little tired, and I think the heat and humidity has gotten to me.

So, I’ve stayed home, caught up on some things I needed to do, like clean out part of my office, and I’ve done a lot of knitting for my great granddaughter to be. I’ve made dumb mistakes, couldn’t figure out why the baby blanket wasn’t working right, and I’ve ripped it out twice. Now I realize that I must have been turning the rows around, therefore the mistakes.

Tomorrow, we have things to do, errands to run, and my daughter is coming to dinner. Nice.

Maybe toward the end of the week, I’ll get back to the knitting store.

Take good care of yourself. Count your blessings, they are there, write out your grateful list and make some affirmations.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Behind The Mask by Helene Moore

To all those who bought my book a huge thank you. The responses to my book have been awesome. When you stand in someone’s shoes, you get to know their feelings, thoughts and emotions. I never tried to make my story a story, I just wrote it day by day to vent my emotions.The sudden diagnosis of Alzheimer’s Disease was so unexpected, so fast and so devastating.

I always tried to smile for my husband, and the struggle was enormous at times. It strengthened our love affair, and it brought us closer together. We shared our days and cried at night in the darkness of the bedroom, holding each other. We knew it was going to be a tough future, but together we would get through it. My love and kisses and his humor helped get us through the rough days. And there were plenty of them.

But then, the Alzheimer’s diagnosis was changed by the doctor. We were free.

That is how Adopt A Caregiver began.  To help caregivers, to be their friend, when the need one so desperately.

Give the gift that lasts forever and costs nothing. Adopt A Caregiver, and tell them you friend Helene sent you.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene