Since that morning, Gerry would take Willow’s leash and collar down from its hook on the kitchen wall and he would go searching for his best friend. He knew that Willow loved to chase the squirrels in the bush. He was determined to find her.
Gerry had forgotten that Willow had died. You see, Gerry Murphy has Alzheimer disease.
Alzheimer is a terrible unrelenting thief. But much greater than this disease are hope, determination, and love. These are the real stars in the sky on this Christmas Eve.
Special thanks to my dear friend, Maggie Kirton for the prompt that inspired me to write this Christmas story
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