The July re-release of A Long and Winding Road: A Caregiver’s Tale of Life, Love, and Chaos has stirred up new interest in my story of the chaos that happens when four people, two of whom have Alzheimer’s, spend fifty-three days in a 400-square-foot box on wheels. Following are two recent reviews:
Byjaneon January 2, 2018
Caregiver for her parents, Linda Brendle takes her Mom who has Alzheimer’s and Dad with vascular dementia on a seven-week road trip in their RV. Together with Linda’s husband David, they travel a 16-state circuit in an eight-year old forty-foot American Eagle motor home, stopping to visit with David’s mom Betty and his sister Sharon, Linda’s son Christian and his wife Amy, grandson Mattias Christian Piatt, Grandma Suzie, Aunt Fay and her family, Linda’s brother Jim, his wife Jo Lynn, and other family and friends.
Ms. Brendle writes “…there are nice people everywhere. You just have to keep your eyes and your heart open.” “Life on the road and caregiving are both full of surprises.” A Long and Winding Road takes you along on a heartfelt journey in a caregiver’s tale of love.
January 28, 2018
A Long and Winding Road by Linda Brendle was a pleasure to read! From the very first chapter, I was hooked. I often found myself giggling my way through the many similarities that drew me in. Much like the author, I married a Navy Man, road on the back of my husband’s motorcycle, lived in an RV and for the past year worked with seniors with Alzheimer’s Disease & Dementia. With so much in common between myself and the author, including our Faith in Jesus Christ, at one point I began to wonder what God was doing when He created the two of us.
I wasn’t able to read the book cover to cover. Yet, each time I picked the book back up, I was immediately lost in another familiar story and left smiling. All of my favorite moments involved an honest interaction between the author and a family member. My favorite moment was an early morning feeding session when author heard her baby boy, Christian crying. While rocking and feeding him, she says, “I love watching his blues smile back at me as I talked or sang to him, and laughed when he stuck his fingers up my nose or mouth.”