-This blog is from Chris’ book, Changing My Mind. You can buy a copy HERE. #EpilepsyAwarenessMonth #November #Epilepsy #1in26
To me, Chris is more than fine considering what he has been through. I tell my friends that they would not notice any difference. And it’s true. Those who don’t have regular contact with Chris would probably not detect any changes in his behavior, his sermon delivery, etc.
Sometimes, though, I notice subtle changes. For instance, Sunday. He struggled reading a certain word during his sermon. The word was posted on an overhead PowerPoint presentation. Something he never used. He held sermon notes. Something he never did. He wiped his mouth repeatedly. Like a nervous habit. Something he never had.
He struggles to remember names, not faces. Addresses, not places. Most middle-aged people can relate. But not Chris. He never, ever, struggled in that way. He would deliver his entire sermon, including lengthy portions of Scripture, note-free.
I often wonder the toll his memory loss has had on him. When someone we know dies, we grieve. We cry, doubt, bargain, and later accept. Surely, he must grieve the loss of the skills he once possessed.
I wonder what stage of grief he is going through, or does he go in and out? It must be difficult. Sometimes he talks about it; most times, from my vantage point, he keeps the pain to himself.
I had the pleasure of meeting Chris 10 years ago, and we’ve become good friends through an epilepsy group we’ve both been active in. From personal experience – I have left temporal lobe, complex partial seizures – I know just how he and tens of thousands of other folks feel. Chris has been a HUGE blessing and source of encouragement to me and many others throughout the years.