As I watch my mother go down quickly, I know each day she has will more than likely be the best one she will ever have given the cruelty of this disease. I have gone to support groups, counseling, talked to professionals, friends and neighbors. Then I decided this situation was much bigger than all of those mentioned and I turned it over to God, which has made a huge difference. That is not to say that I don't have bad days, go through depression and crying spells because I do. However, knowing that he is in control and is always there has gotten not only me but my entire family through rough days. As we go through this journey and watch someone we love fight and eventually lose this battle, we know that our faith and hope of being reunited again some day will be what gets us through it. God Bless all of us going through this horrific time in our lives.