And the Things of Earth…

Things are so different today than they were a year ago, don’t you think? Who would’ve ever guessed what all would be happening now? If someone had told us what our future held, we would not have believed it….global pandemic, families confined to their homes, churches and schools closed as well as stores and restaurants, freeways deserted….and the elderly separated from family and friends…some confined to a single room. It sounds almost like science fiction.

And the things of earth…

My parents are no longer here, so I can only imagine what it must be like to only visit with your loved one through a window…not able to offer a hug or even a simple touch. Some of you may be confined to your home or theirs…weary with masks and gloves shielding all from an unwelcome virus. I know your burden is heavy.

Thinking on these things recently, these song lyrics came to mind…“and the things of earth will grow strangely dim…in the light of His glory and grace…” Right now, the things of earth are enormous, and the load we bear is heavy. One day, thankfully, these things will be so, so tiny, distant and insignificant, and we will understand that “not everything in this life has a happy ending, but this life is not the end of the story” (Rick Warren).

My own journey through Alzheimer’s taught me much about these things. I didn’t want to go down that road and fought it, tooth and nail, but I am so thankful now for many lessons learned along the way…mostly about spending precious time wisely. When my Alz Journey ended, my Cancer Journey began…continuing to teach me, and I find myself asking often…am I being a good steward of this precious time?

Be encouraged. Reach out to others who need support. Say “yes” to people who want to help you. And as the songs says, “Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus”.

I will always have a heart for those doing battle with Alzheimer’s, but I know encouragement takes many forms and certainly isn’t only delivered via a blog. Years ago when I began my Alz Journey, I couldn’t find the resources I needed, but now, thankfully, there are many good blogs, books and support groups. So, I do believe this blog has served its purpose, and I hope my book “Dancing Around the Chaos” continues reaching more people.

I look forward to what comes next and pray that God will use me for His purpose, that He will show me how to be a good steward of my time and talents.

Blessings, Tracie

“The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.” Deuteronomy 31:8

Try to find time to listen…

I wrote Dancing Around the Chaos for those who are on the ALZ journey with loved ones…struggling to figure it out and dreading what the next day will bring…but too exhausted and afraid to think beyond the present. It happens to also be a sweet and tender love story that really happened, whose characters are real people. Find it on Amazon:

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The Cat’s in the Cradle

The words to the song, “The Cat’s in the Cradle”, twist and squeeze my heart. The children are grown and gone…and now there’s only a cat in the cradle. Where did our babies go? Weren’t they in the cradle just yesterday?


Soaking Up Family Time

Remember when family just showed up at the house, sometimes with a casserole, sometimes with a suitcase for spending the night? They didn’t call first…they just knocked on the door, and we answered without knowing first who was on the porch. Tea was made, leftover fried chicken was warmed up, and extra chairs were pulled in from other rooms. Stories were shared while chatter and laughter filled the room, and a dusty box of old pictures, dried corsages, military medals and more treasures was pulled out of the closet. Children sat cross-legged on the floor, their minds and hearts soaking up stories they would tell their own children and grandchildren one day.

The Dusty Old Box

One of the most important lessons cancer has taught me is…

pay close attention…life is brief…spend time wisely.

I recently read a book about how we’ve exchanged “the important for the urgent”. Somehow we’ve allowed what seems urgent to consume our time, and there’s no time left for what’s important. In fact, we have started believing that what is most important is that which is urgent.

We don’t notice it’s happening until one day we watch as the children blow the dust off the old box in the closet and carefully lift off the lid. When we see only disappointment on their little faces, we look inside the box and find that there are no stories, no old pictures, no treasures…but rather copies of calendars, planners, post-it notes, and lists of things to do. It’s too late to change what’s stored in the box by that time. We can’t get those days back, and the people who lived the history are gone, along with the stories they loved to tell. Is this old box all there is to pass on to future generations?

Alzheimer’s & Unanswered Questions

When we knew Alzheimer’s was bearing down on Mom and Dad, I wish I had handled things differently. Why didn’t I ask more questions? Listen more closely? Write more down? I knew I had little time between the day of the diagnosis and the day their lives would be ravaged by the disease. I wanted to ask more questions, but I allowed fear to win…I was so afraid of them thinking I was preparing for what we all dreaded. Now, the questions remain unanswered, and the only ones who could answer them are gone. What would Mom and Dad have wanted to tell me, if only I had asked and listened closely?

If only time travel were real… I checked the cradle just to be sure, but only the cat was there.

Thank you for spending some of your precious time here,


Even if you’ve heard “The Cat’s in the Cradle”, it’s worth listening to again:

“Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.” Psalm 144:4

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I wrote Dancing Around the Chaos for those who are on the ALZ journey with loved ones…struggling to figure it out and dreading what the next day will bring…but too exhausted and afraid to think beyond the present. It happens to also be a sweet and tender love story that really happened, whose characters are real people. Find it on Amazon:

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My Naomi

My Naomi was young at heart, and that youthfulness must have spilled over to her good looks. She loved to laugh….I wonder now…could this have been her secret remedy against wrinkles and frown lines? It’s possible, of course, since laughter is the best medicine after all! She was active, always busy, and took very good care of herself.

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Remembering Januarys Past

It’s the middle of January, and I’m waiting for an x-ray.  I notice my reflection in the glass above me.  It’s strange to see myself in a hospital gown, on an x-ray table…waiting for the technician to tell me which way to turn next.  I think I look older now, or maybe I’m just tired.  Some days, my hands shake too much to put on mascara, and I have circles under my eyes.  Most days, I don’t think I look like I have cancer, but….looking at my reflection now, maybe I’m wrong about that.  I do see Mom in my eyes…I definitely favor her, and I like that.  Memories of Januarys past scroll across my mind.

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More Chaos to Dance Around

    It’s been six months today since the cancer diagnosis…hard to believe that much time has passed.  Cancer brought more chaos for us to dance around.

On the very day “Dancing Around the Chaos” was officially released, May 21, 2018, I was diagnosed with cancer.  A book launch celebration had been planned, readings had been organized, interviews were scheduled, but all were canceled as we grappled with this new reality.  The timing was so incredible to me.  God had allowed me the time to complete the book He had laid on my heart…without being distracted by the cancer already growing in my body.

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