If you don’t like to read tragic, heart wrenching stories, turn your attention to some other matter… now! This post is about Alzheimer’s Disease. It isn’t just a random ailment. It wears a face. That face could be that of your grandmother, your mother, or some other loved one who leaves you to pick up the pieces after their mind has been shattered and they no longer make sense to themselves or anyone else. It is a disease of frustration. On some level, the patient knows and feels their loss of clarity and cognition. On yet another level, they lose their faculty for things that once came so easily. The letter I am going to post here (page 1 of 2 pages) is the final letter my mom ever wrote. When she was unable to speak, she simply handed me this note that has only a hint of her former beautiful penmanship and has misspelled and crossed out words as well as jumbled thoughts.

This is the final letter ever written to me by “Mom.”
Today, I started to make a quilt with these words, and what you see here is a photo transfer with a patch of Forget-me-not flowers added, a photo by James Cummings. I am not sure I can continue and actually finish this page into a quilt. After all these years, the memory of her final illness is still painful. She begged for help, a doctor who could “fix” her and make her whole again and give her back her mind. Yet, there was no one who could possibly help as she sunk into the personal isolation of the disease, the anger that accompanied loss of herself, and the alienation that the disease created in relationships with others. Only God had a remedy and in his own sweet time, he took her “home,” an end to a long life of 92 years that I am afraid included more days of trials than days of sunshine.
I would like to be able to make a quilt for Ami Simm’s Alzheimer’s Quilts Initiative program - http://www.alzquilts.org/ – but my personal experience is getting in the way. I just can’t bring myself to make cute or cheerful little quilts that someone would actually buy to support the cause. For now, all I can do is to lend my verbal support to her program and tell you that it is a good thing to raise awareness of this disease and to raise money for research into possible cures or treatments.
God Bless us all,
Patricia Cummings
Quilter’s Muse Publications


