Time Flies

 I haven't written on the blog in years. No sure why, I guess the days got away from me.  I'm not the person I was when I started this blog. I've moved twice, welcomed a new daughter- in- law and two grandgirls, said goodbye to my two beloved Arizona canines and hello to my Virginia canine.  Worst of all the changes has been the death of my brother, David. Then again, maybe the diagnosis of "early onset Alzheimer's Disease" was the worst. The knowing that we would slowly lose him and he would lose us.  Knowing all the shining beauty of his personality, of his mind and heart would be tarnished and dulled and faded. His death, at his perfect time, was the ultimate slap in Alzheimer's face; his way of saying, "You won't get me!" For him it couldn't be any other way. He wanted to leave us when HE decided-- not when the disease had withered him down to nothing. I get that. I just thought we had more time. Not that any time would be "right" to lose him, but...   They say grief is th eprice of love. I love(d) him a lot.