What is your greatest fear?
When I was a kid, I was fearless. I would climb trees, pick up snakes and crawdads, ride my bike everywhere, and generally do anything I wanted to do with no fear.
Fear is learned, but what about those fears that are realistic, those we have no control over? If I am afraid, I don’t have to climb the tree, pick up a snake, etc.
But what about those other fears?
I have discovered just today one of my greatest fears is losing my mind.
My Daddy died of complications from dementia. I’ve always kind of joked about it, knowing if it happened, I probably wouldn’t even know it.
But today as I worked in very detailed things, I wondered if I was making mistakes and didn’t realize it. Like the dementia patient who put her Blackberry phone in the freezer and never showed up for work even though in her own mind she thought she was doing what she was supposed to do.
If indeed I do get dementia, I feel sorry for those around me who will have to tell me it’s time to quit working my job or that I cannot drive anymore or have to tell me things over and over all day every day.
I know I am supposed to trust God for the future. I do, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think about these things.
Am I just experiencing brain fog?
Is it the beginnings of dementia?
