And Yet, I Am Grateful

I will never know what it’s like to see my mom’s car pull up to my house. I will never know what it’s like to group text with my mom and my sister. My mom will never buy me another Christmas present or birthday card. She will never call me on my birthday to sing … Continue reading And Yet, I Am Grateful

My Mom Knows Me

When I tell someone my mom has Alzheimer’s, the first thing they usually ask is, “Does she know who you are?” There was a time when I could confidently answer, “Yes, she does.” People always seemed so relieved to hear that. “Oh, that’s good!” While it was good that my mom still knew who I … Continue reading My Mom Knows Me

Forgive Yourself for What You Didn’t Know, When You Didn’t Know It

I opened up my Facebook memories this morning to see pictures from my bridal shower, which was around this time eight years ago. In one of the pictures, I’m sitting in a chair, opening gifts, and my mom is standing behind me, looking absolutely clueless. She was about a year into her Alzheimer’s diagnosis at … Continue reading Forgive Yourself for What You Didn’t Know, When You Didn’t Know It