I can stand in a room full of people & feel moments of such loneliness. I look around & wonder how can they all just go on like nothing is different? They make plans. They laugh. They relax & let their guard down. At times, I feel so different. I … Continue reading
My dad is 81 today. His body has been through so many things. This birthday, just like the last, comes around as his mind is wracked with the ongoing effects of dementia. My question yesterday as to if I would be able to see or talk to my dad was … Continue reading
Tomorrow is my dad’s birthday. I have no idea if I will be able to see him or speak to him on the phone. This is frustrating. He has moments when he misses me & can’t understand why I’m not around all of the time now. He’ll call wanting to … Continue reading
I first learned of dementia when I was a very young child. My clearest memories of my maternal great-grandfather have to do with him calling me by my brother’s name & referring to my brother by my name. My memories of him actually make me smile. I remember him doing … Continue reading
My Personal Letter to Dementia: Dear Dementia, To be honest, I HATE you!! Yes, I used the “h” word. How dare you sneak in without warning & destroy lives; not only of the ones you inflict yourself on, but also of those who are the caretakers of that person. How … Continue reading