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As darkness decends upon my Mother, and Death draws near, I can see angels in her eyes. She talks to them, and she hears them answer. Alzhimers has taken her mind, her beautiful, powerful, loving mind. Words jumble as she tries to tell her story. Sometimes she gets lucky, and she makes sence, for awhile. I sit and tell her that I understand, and that I'll take care of "it", whatever "it" is, and she smiles. I tell her about those who waite for her on the other side, her parents, my Father, his mother, her boyfriend of 30 years, and I discribe all the animals we have had over our lifetimes. We talk of the horses, cats and dogs. We talk of those other critters birds and guinney-pigs. She can still name most of the horses she owned, and showed so succesfully for all those wonderfull years. We talk about the feeling of taking a horse at full gallop, towards a fence that you cannot see over, but you and animal leap over it anyway, then follow that with 14 more on the course. We also talk of lovers and friends, the benefits of both. Amazing how the mind may not remember who we are, but we remember love, and the feeling of being loved. The Doctors say she has less than a year, then her mind will be gone. My strength, my friend, my hero, my Mom.