I think of the song Barbra Streisand sang years ago, “Way We Were.” The first two lines go like this – “Memories light the corners of my mind. Misty water-colored memories of the way we were.” This is really a song about lost romantic love, but these lines remind me of the memories I shared with my brother, who is now lost in the world of Dementia.
I have 3 siblings, but the only sibling I had in adult life was my brother J.R. who was 17 months younger than me. Two of my siblings chose not to be involved in my life or in J.R.’s life when we became adults.
I hear a song my brother loved, I see something my brother loved to do, I think of the things we did as children. J.R. was a good preacher for many years, one of the best locksmiths in the area where he lived. Those skills are lost to him now. My brother had an overpowering love for his Mother. He was a kind, caring, loving, nice man. He is one of the favorite patients at the nursing home where he resides, he is still a gentle soul.
We had so many adventures as kids, we use to reminisce about the things we did and the places we had lived. We were what you would call, “Construction Brats.” By the time I reached 18 years of age we had lived in 20 different places, in 8 states. We met so many wonderful people during those years. We would make friends, cry as we left those friends, and become excited when we arrived at the new town we would call home.
I love my brother, I will always love him even when this dreaded disease of Dementia takes him from this would. I weep for him now, I pray for him, I miss his humor, I miss him saying, “I love you Sis.” He does not know my name anymore or that I am his sister. I simply miss the person he was, before Dementia, with a sorrow that reaches to the depths of my soul. My brother has been mistreated by so many people in this world. Despite those cruel people in his life he had Mom when she was alive, he has my family, but most of all he has God and his son Jesus. He is loved and he is cherished as a human being because of those who love him. God bless you my dear brother.