My husband of more than 50 years is a victim of Alzheimer’s disease, and we have just completed six years since diagnosis.  The journey has been heart wrenching as AD has changed Ken from a bright, articulate and friendly man who had remained physically strong, capable and remarkably independent into a shuffling old man who is now dependent upon my care and  the kindness of others.  Gratefully, he is still manageable enough to remain in our home.  We are the parents of  five children, three boys and two girls, have 18 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren.  As a writer, I began this Blog  just over one year ago, with entries reflecting where we are and where we’ve been, all having the tone of a journal.  I am striving that life for both of us remains as normal as I can make it, which is not always possible.  While some days are dreadful and bleak, others can be all right, even happy.   When I write, not every day, I hope the reader might find something helpful and supportive, perhaps uplifting and at times, even humorous.   The ride with this disease is an out-of-control roller coaster with no end in sight.  My concern is for the future of my progeny, and, of course, others.  I hope and pray with all my heart that research will find a cure for this dreadful disease.