Thursday, June 3, 2010

"Who Am I Poppy?"

Teresa, our caregiver, comes to my father's home every morning and evening to take care of him. She does a lot of work tending to my dad.  He knows who Teresa is and is grateful for her care.  She is a great relief for our family.  In between, Cassie is there to assist my dad with his daily needs. She essentially "senior sits". We (Hugh, Becky, Janna, and I) rotate filling in here and there when needed, but Cassie is really the mainstay. Cassie also has her four entertaining boys to care for in the mix. What a household!  We are so thankful for her service.

Every day Cassie asks her grandfather if he knows who she is.  He doesn't or at least doesn't respond like he knows even though Cassie tells him every day. It is what it is; my dad has Alzheimer's.  Anyway, Cassie took a respite for a few days last weekend.  After she came home, my dad, who most of the time doesn't know who Cassie is, recognized her and even called her by name.  He seemed happy to see her.  She was so pleased by his awareness and energy.  They visited for awhile and Cassie took pictures of the happy moment.

Cassie with Poppy, happy because he knew who she was.

Poppy and Boys

“A true friend [/granddaughter]
knows your weaknesses
but shows you your strengths;
feels your fears but fortifies your faith;
sees your anxieties but frees your spirit;
recognizes your disabilities
but emphasizes your possibilities.”


  1. Great reminds me of that story President Monson tells about going to the nursing home to visit his former Primary Teacher. He would go to see her faithfully on a regular basis and she never acknowledged him until on one occasion in which they had a wonderful chat... He once said "May we cherish those we hold dear and express love to them in word and in deed." I'm glad Cassie had that experience.

  2. That is a great story. I am so glad that Cassie had that moment of knowing that her "poppy" loves her and appreciates what she does for him! Tender mercy for sure!

  3. Oh, I love this story, it's so sweet it makes me teary. What a good granddaughter, you can see her love for him in this picture. How lucky he is to be surrounded by so much love and vice versa.