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My mother has Alzheimer’s and it is devastating to watch someone you love lose everything including their speech and mobility. But at the same time I wonder if it is a blessing. For those; like my mother, who at 105 are too old to have the medical establishment care any more and who lives with cancer literally coming out of her skin yet somehow still survives, whom has lived without her husband of 55 years losing him 25 years ago on September 11th and whom have seen all her friends pass - maybe Alzheimer’s is a blessing. Maybe it’s a blessing she doesn’t see what’s happening in the world as the US Capitol Building is attacked by “American’s” after she and her husband served protecting our freedoms in three wars - WWII, The Korean War and Vietnam and or she sees our military in Iran. My mother lives with Alzheimer’s daily and we try to find the little things she still hangs onto like watching Gunsmoke, The Golden Girls and Murder She Wrote, dessert and every night telling her “I love you Mother and tomorrow morning we are having coffee and breakfast together.” Those words always put light in her eyes and make me hope for another moment in time with one of the most wonderful humans I have and will ever know. I feel for those and their caregivers whose Alzheimer’s create those horrible images of loss, pain and or fear and am lucky medicine has calmed my mothers images but; at least, once over they forget that and go on with their day which also may be a blessing that they don’t remember that episode after it’s happened each day. I feel for anyone giving care to someone they love living with Alzheimer’s it’s hard work especially for those who have to do it with little help and assistance and or those of us who choose not to have that help now for fear of bringing Covid and or other diseases into the home - as happened to my mother with her nursing care! Mostly I feel for those with the disease and I pray we find a cure or a way to slow the progression.

Yu Giroo

"Hey everyone, I hope you’re doing well. I wanted to share that I’m going through a tough time right now and could really use your prayers. I’m 52 and was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer that has spread to my brain back in June. I've completed brain radiation and just finished my second round of chemo four days ago. There’s a lot happening in my life, and I’m feeling pretty down and overwhelmed. I’m caring for my elderly mom, and my husband and I have decided to sell our home to move in with her. It’s not what I had planned, but given the circumstances, it’s what we need to do. My doctors have given me a prognosis of 1-3 years, and it’s just a lot to handle. I believe that God has a plan for me, and I trust Him, but I’m just not ready for all of this. I would really appreciate your prayers for me and my family. Thank you so much!" *Clarence Rae submitted this request 🙌 🙏

James Price

Let me say to anyone in the first responder sector. Always remember these things that have changed us to give it all constantly have made you someone rare in this society. People will never understand the level of pain confusion and what it takes to mentally cope with all those things. Most people may only be exposed to something that stays with them for the rest of their lives. Just one. While what we do we are exposed to thousands of those moments that we have to cope with yearly. Those events are beyond what any average person could ever imagine. Things that would break normal people with in just a few times of trying to understand what you just seen or just survived. Remember we all in this first responder group know that you individually are a very unique human being. We don’t need anyone to tell us what we are worth. We don’t need to be told we have just made an offense in someone lives or their families lives. We already know what we did and how it was done. No need to be told.

Yu Giroo

I’m currently in recovery at a methadone clinic. I’ve been sober since March from fentanyl, crack, Xanax, honestly, from anything I could get my hands on. My boyfriend and I had been together for seven years as of December 31. Tragically, he passed away on November 28 after a single relapse. He had been clean since April. We made the decision to get sober together after finding out I was pregnant on my 21st birthday. Our son was just over a month old when his father died. He’s almost three months now. I’m writing this because I have no one I can really talk to about my addiction or our past, and it’s been eating away at me. My boyfriend was my entire world. We met when I was 14 and he was 16; we were inseparable, two halves of one whole. Staying sober has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I don’t even know how I’m supposed to explain all of this to my son one day. His father was an incredible dad who loved him more than anything. I know I have to stay sober for my son, especially with CPS involved, but this is by far the most painful experience of my life. This photo is the only one we ever took together with our baby. I’m sorry for the long post. I just needed to get this out because I don’t have anyone who truly understands what I’m going through. Credit - Fernanda bauer

justme

I know someone that was arrested by police put in a cell a very small cell without his clothes on with one small blanket no bed just a mattress and a hole in the floor to use the bathroom did not give him his mental health medicine for a week and just fed him only baloney sandwiches for the week that he did not hardly eat because he hates baloney, and put someone else in the cell with him that was also having mental health issues people that are suicidal or have mental issues often get very bad treatment when they’re committed or arrested whatever the case might be there needs to be more humanity and less cruelty and brutality. we need to do better about chair, with mental issues.  I heard about that house smell where they lock a person up alone in a small room and lighter with a lot of very mentally ill people there needs to be better answers about the way people that are mentally are ill treated, sometimes treated worse than criminals.

Community Coalition of Myrtle Landing

Confidence isn’t something you’re born with. It’s something you grow. It comes from doing the hard inner work, learning from mistakes, and choosing to keep moving forward. When someone else’s confidence triggers jealousy, that’s usually a signal — there’s work to do within yourself. Instead of tearing that person down, let them inspire you. Notice what they’re doing that you aren’t yet able to do. And that word matters: yet. Most confident women didn’t get there easily. We fought for it. We learned boundaries. We learned self-respect. We learned how to stand alone when we had to. Speaking for myself — I worked very hard to earn the confidence I have today. I would never throw shade at another woman trying to grow. I’d be honored to support her and help her level up. There’s room for more than one confident woman in this world. #confidence #selflove #LonerLife #HealingJourney #CPTSD #Survivor #strong #WomenEmpoweringWomen