My mom died at the age of 71. That was too young according to her primary care physician. 71 is only 18 years older than I am right now. When I think about a span of 18 years, that's how long it took me or my children (or all of us) to branch from birth… Continue reading Book Review – Travels with Epicurus
Tag: Dementia
Sweet memories of dementia
When Valentine's Day rolls around I always think of Mom. As I walked past the shelf I saw the last bear I bought for her. I gave it to her on Valentine's day six years ago. Seeing the bear took me right back to that time in her life. And ours. It was a challenging time… Continue reading Sweet memories of dementia
Finding strength in tough conversations
Not sure the reason, but the day after holiday decorations are taken down, something tugs at my heartstrings. I miss my mom, always do, but when the holidays have come and gone I miss her more. She would've enjoyed being with us. She always did. I miss our talks. Well, most of them. There were… Continue reading Finding strength in tough conversations
Dementia – if only there was a cure
As I held her hand the day mom took her last breath, it was a blurry day for me. If only there had been a cure, a way to have stopped what took her so early in life. We're supposed to age gracefully and live past 70, aren't we? Mom died of vascular dementia five years… Continue reading Dementia – if only there was a cure
Camp and smiles go together
No matter who you are, or where you’re from, an experience of being at camp forms strong memories in our brains. We don’t forget the sounds, smells, and the overwhelming feeling of connection with nature. If you get the opportunity to go back to camp as an adult, I dare you to try not to… Continue reading Camp and smiles go together