Can entropy be reversed?

Entropy happens. In the press of daily business, family worship is one of those things that can easily slip out of the schedule. Until you take yourself in hand, and remind yourself of your obligations as husband, father, and head of household, to take your family into the Divine Presence on a routine basis. Then, once again, you might hear your youngest pray with innocent faith for your mother's healing.

Entropy happens. Alzheimer's disease is, as you remind your father, a progressive degenerative disease with healing that normally can be anticipated only in the next life.

Then, you take stock of the most recent visit. Mom, to me, Baba to the girls, was far more alert this time. Making more of an effort to be present. To make sense. At one point, when you nod off in the armchair, you awaken to find her putting a blanket on you, a kindly-meant maternal gesture, even if it's a warm summer day.

Entropy happens. And so, too, do those tiny victories over entropy that those "with the faith of a child" rejoice in as tokens of divine mercy.