I’m engaged with Evelyn every day in one way or another. And yet in many ways, I’m living my life without her. It’s a surreal valley, and I’m trying not to stumble.

Three years ago, when we first announced our situation, I wouldn’t have dreamed what it would look like today.

This Thanksgiving I’m choosing to concentrate on the people—so many people—encouraging me on every step of the journey.

I needed a friend to help me cope with my guilt about what I was feeling.

‘Nothing new’ is my report for the week, and I’m quite happy to write about it.

Let me be glad about how I have shown
my resilience
at coping in ways I’d not known.

As we’re forced to face one finish line after another, I have no choice but to get better at it.

Two sets of experiences, two adjectives, and one helpful conclusion.

If one picture is worth a thousand words, maybe a gallery of pictures from birthdays past can give a hint of all I was feeling this year.

Accommodating change is our weekly challenge. I know this. Why does it still shock me?

Would we call it sad, this survival scene
with two people
who once recklessly pledged their love
for each other?

I'm learning about loneliness in this new chapter. And many weeks, as I consider my situation, I actually apply what I'm learning!

"Remember the forgetting" is the headline I wrote for my home page. I had no idea what I was saying.

It is possible to experience happiness and grief at the same time. A weekend with lifetime friends proved it.

A new series of Monday meditations will give us examples to help us embrace God's gift of lament.

Which is worse? To see a young life snatched away too soon? Or to watch a long life twist to a tortured end?

We live in an age of constant change, even though our instinct is to resist it. But for caregivers like me, facing change is a weekly challenge.

Everyone who knows about Alzheimer’s anticipates that Evelyn is not doing well. But my new friend asked about me.

I don’t know why I had tears that morning. But a story from Scripture gave me a new idea.

Another family vacation without Evelyn. Wonderful—and sad.