Crumbs can be a feast for a hungry man...a blessing.

I suspect the loss of love is a case of lovers refusing to live their dreams. They begin to focus on the 'hard realities' of life. Instead of finding consolation in love. That would have been all too easy to do. When Alzheimer's takes one's lover away to some degree. One begins to focus on the loss. Rather than on what one still has. Some very meaningful things. So much still to love. And one has built a vast reserve of love over the many years. Things one can still fall back on. Loving experiences. Loving memories. And there are still so many ways to nurture the love. Even in the worst of times. I kept falling more and more in love with Jeanne in those last 3 years especially. Maybe it is like a starving man that can make the most of crumbs. The crumbs can be a feast for a hungry man...a blessing. --Jim Broede