8 Years and Counting

Last Christmas, I thought my mom was about to die. She had a bad cold and hadn’t been feeling well for several days. She had a cough and constantly needed to blow her nose. She was tired and weak. All she wanted to do was sleep. She could barely sit up. She would sit there … Continue reading 8 Years and Counting


Alzheimer’s Is a Marathon, Not a Sprint

Breathless. Sweaty. My feet hitting the pavement as the miles tick by. One mile, two miles, three, and then four. I keep going. My hips hurt. My legs hurt. My everything hurts. I resist the urge to look down at my watch. “How many miles do I have left? How fast am I going? I … Continue reading Alzheimer’s Is a Marathon, Not a Sprint