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

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

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

The Object Of Life

I think the object of life is to live. Live fully, in this moment, and in the next moment.

Plan to make every day a good day, a memorable day.

Be kind and compassionate to yourself and to others. You have to stand in someone’s shoes before you can judge them.

That’s why I published my book, Behind The Mask. Stand in my caregivers shoes for a little bit, and know the emotions and thoughts that go through someone’s mind who is a new caregiver.

I believe in supporting caregivers. All you have to do is look around your neighborhood. Write an email, become a friend. Give the gift that lasts forever and costs nothing. Adopt A Caregiver and tell them your friend Helene sent you.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Questions

Today I have been thinking about questions. Going back to write some of my memoirs, and the questions keep popping up. Why did this happen, why didn’t I ask my parents why they cared, why they reacted the way they did, and what were their lives like and their parents?

I’m writing a short story and met with a friend today, she asked questions, and the short story could go in three different directions. Why should it go this way and not the other way? Why was the reaction to the action right or wrong? Why, what if, why not, is it possible? So many questions, and surely there are more than one answer to all the questions.

It makes me think! It should make me want to know more. That’s what writing does. It sparks my imagination and make me think. I wish I could think of more questions to ask myself about my story, but it’s my story, so I will have to make do with what I have. With the help of my friend.

Think about your own questions, you must have some. Why did you turn this way, or walk down that road? What would your past have been if you have done something else? Is it too late to ask more questions?

Think and write down your grateful list for today.

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

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Count Your Blessings

You never know what the day will bring. A phone call from an old friend, an email from someone you knew years ago. Someone might send you a plant, for no reason, you might get an invitation you’ve been waiting for.

You might get a dreaded diagnosis, or like some old friends, they received a phone call that their son was murdered.

Count your blessings! Get out that grateful list. Be thankful for everything you have, from the roof over your head, and the food on your table to your family and friends, people who care about you. Be thankful you are alive and that the universe is all around us, sending it’s energy to us.

Be aware of your surroundings, smile, say thank you, and hold that door open for those older folks. A smile can be worth everything to someone. Have compassion for those around you who are less fortunate.

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

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

The Power Of One

Who says one person can’t make a difference? People who don’t believe in themselves, or don’t believe in a cause, maybe they don’t think one person can make a difference.

I believe one person can make a heck of a difference. I’m trying to make a difference in caregiver’s lives. In my heart I know I can do it. Even if it’s only one person at a time. How? Mostly by compassion, by standing in a caregivers shoes for a little while, think what they are going through, and who is helping them?

You can help, you can make a difference, all you have to do is be a caregivers friend. There are caregivers in every community, where you live, work, play, go to school, church or synagogue. Listen, don’t judge, send an email offer to be a friend, stay in touch and most of all give them a lift to their day.

Yes, I believe one person can make a difference I can make a difference, and you surely can make a difference. Try it.

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

The power of one in within you, me, all of us. Use it.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

I Am Grateful

I like to include some of my grateful list every so often. This time I’d like to include some things that others don’t often think about.

For instance, I’m grateful that I’ve made a commitment to Adopt A Caregiver. See www.adoptacaregiver.org, and that I’ve kept in touch with many of my caregiver friends. This is not a chore, it’s a commitment that I chose to make.

I’m making new affirmations, new friends, and some new ideas. Ideas are good, even if they are rolling around in my head. Writing ideas, things to knit, more organization to my writing, and keeping in touch with all my friends, both far and near.

I’ve been to the knitting store, as some of you know, I’ve been trying to get there for about three weeks, well, I finally made it. It was great. I can’t wait to go back. I might start knitting tonight as I watch tv. with my husband. Our time together, even though we were together all day today.

I’m grateful that my husband writes me a love note every morning. It’s a wonderful way to wake up every day knowing he wrote me a note and made me coffee.

Thank all of you for all you do, for yourself and for each other.

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

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

An Article I Wrote

Here is an excerpt from an article I wrote and never sent out. I wrote it for Chicken Soup: Not Really Retired.

Retired, I thought I was retired, but no, at age 77 I published a book, Behind The Mask by Helene Moore, and started a Non Profit Foundation. Adopt A Caregiver. I’m no longer retired.

It happened after I wrote in a secret journal when my husband was suddenly diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Disease. I needed to smile for him, and keep my sanity. Seven long hard years later when the doctor changed his diagnosis to Age Associated Memory Impairment, I showed my husband my journal. He said to publish it, it was our love story and it might help someone.

On February 28, 2008 I received my boxes of books. No what, I thought?  As soon as the initial excitement settled down, I realized my book had a purpose and that was to help support caregivers.

And so, Adopt A Caregiver was born. After reading my book, and understanding what it’s like to stand in a caregiver’s shoes, I knew people I talked to and people who read my book would understand my ideas.

It’s the gift that lasts forever and costs nothing. Adopt A Caregiver and tell them your friend Helene sent you.

Keep love and kisses in your life.  Helene

P.S. This is only a portion of the article.