Raynelda
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Ray was an inspiration to us and she had a remarkable life. You will find five web pages related to her remarkable life. Click on the three horizontal lines in the upper left corner and you will find five web pages. They are titled Raynelda, Molly Made Me Tell It, Growing Up, Teaching, and Alzheimer’s Letters. Click on them and you will find information about Ray on them. You will also find sub-pages under some of the web pages. I hope to expand on this and complete a scrapbook of her life. I welcome any stories about her that you would like to share.
Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease in 2011. Each Christmas she designed a unique Christmas card and we sent it to our mailing list of over 100. The question was raised as to why we didn’t send one in 2013. I sent out a letter to our Christmas card mailing list describing her disease and that letter is on the Alzheimer’s letters page. I received many positive comments of support as well as letters from families that need support. We are not alone in this and I have seen families suffering from this disease gathering support as a community.
It is fitting that we share her life with others. Ray has many stories that need to be told. She asked me on several occasions to set up the computer for her to write her story. She never told me what she was writing and I recently found her writing. It is titled "Molly made me tell it." It is about her early life and it is unfortunate that her story stops at the death of President Kennedy. She had a knee operation in February 2013 and I think that affected her mental skills. I don’t recall her writing the story after that.
I have many photos, videos, stories and other mementos that need to be shared. I recently learned about Weebly, a software program that allows us to place her story on the internet. This is an excellent opportunity to tell her story. These stories relate to her growing up, her teaching, and her life. Many of you have stories to tell about Ray and I would appreciate it if you would share your stories until we get them right. We will have a luncheon at an appropriate time in which we can all tell our stories and celebrate her life. We will then place these stories on this website. The website is being constructed and you are encouraged to make your contribution. I am a novice at constructing the website and would welcome assistance in constructing it. I expect to update it as we learn more.
Ray has just had her first anniversary of being in the Riverwalk Nursing Home. She has lost the ability to talk, the ability to walk, and can’t eat with a knife and fork. She can eat with her hands and I try to feed her at most lunches and dinner. She likes chocolate milk and I don’t ever remember her drinking chocolate milk at home. The staff makes sure that she is well fed, they are a great support, and is doing their best.
Ray often smiles and the staff often stops by for a smile. They often get it. Ray has been frustrated at times and I do my best to see her happy. Neither Ray nor I wanted this but we have to accept it and are doing our best. The most difficult time for me is when I am ready to leave and she may hold on to me -- tears flow. I try to stay positive but sometimes this gets to me. I am happy. I can’t explain why. I do my best to make her happy and that is the only reason that I can think of that is making me happy. I know that this is only temporary and we will see each other later on.
Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease in 2011. Each Christmas she designed a unique Christmas card and we sent it to our mailing list of over 100. The question was raised as to why we didn’t send one in 2013. I sent out a letter to our Christmas card mailing list describing her disease and that letter is on the Alzheimer’s letters page. I received many positive comments of support as well as letters from families that need support. We are not alone in this and I have seen families suffering from this disease gathering support as a community.
It is fitting that we share her life with others. Ray has many stories that need to be told. She asked me on several occasions to set up the computer for her to write her story. She never told me what she was writing and I recently found her writing. It is titled "Molly made me tell it." It is about her early life and it is unfortunate that her story stops at the death of President Kennedy. She had a knee operation in February 2013 and I think that affected her mental skills. I don’t recall her writing the story after that.
I have many photos, videos, stories and other mementos that need to be shared. I recently learned about Weebly, a software program that allows us to place her story on the internet. This is an excellent opportunity to tell her story. These stories relate to her growing up, her teaching, and her life. Many of you have stories to tell about Ray and I would appreciate it if you would share your stories until we get them right. We will have a luncheon at an appropriate time in which we can all tell our stories and celebrate her life. We will then place these stories on this website. The website is being constructed and you are encouraged to make your contribution. I am a novice at constructing the website and would welcome assistance in constructing it. I expect to update it as we learn more.
Ray has just had her first anniversary of being in the Riverwalk Nursing Home. She has lost the ability to talk, the ability to walk, and can’t eat with a knife and fork. She can eat with her hands and I try to feed her at most lunches and dinner. She likes chocolate milk and I don’t ever remember her drinking chocolate milk at home. The staff makes sure that she is well fed, they are a great support, and is doing their best.
Ray often smiles and the staff often stops by for a smile. They often get it. Ray has been frustrated at times and I do my best to see her happy. Neither Ray nor I wanted this but we have to accept it and are doing our best. The most difficult time for me is when I am ready to leave and she may hold on to me -- tears flow. I try to stay positive but sometimes this gets to me. I am happy. I can’t explain why. I do my best to make her happy and that is the only reason that I can think of that is making me happy. I know that this is only temporary and we will see each other later on.