I wish my mom did not have Alzheimer's.
I wish her brain was completely healthy.
I wish her thoughts were unfuddled and her memories clear.
I wish she was living out her golden years with comfort and serenity, clear in her sense of who she is and what her life has been.
I wish my mom was whole again.
Sadly, I know that my wishes cannot come true, at least not in this lifetime. And I am learning to make my peace with that.
During the same week, my mom had just one wish.
My mom wished for a homemade peanut butter cookie.
And happily, I was able to make her wish come true.