Living with dementia has been a profound teacher in the art of slowing down. When I first faced the diagnosis, it felt like my world was rushing past me faster than I could keep up. Tasks that once seemed automatic suddenly demanded more time and focus—simple things like using a remote control or remembering appointments became challenges that forced me to pause and take things step by step.
Dementia reshaped my sense of time and presence. Instead of racing through days filled with endless to-dos, I learned to embrace routines that bring calm and stability. Writing reminders on a whiteboard or following a structured schedule helped create anchors in moments when memory faltered. This slower pace wasn’t just about managing symptoms; it became a way to appreciate small victories—a smile from a friend, an accomplished task, or simply being present without pressure.
The experience also taught me patience—not only with myself but with others around me. There were times when friends drifted away because they couldn’t understand the changes I was going through, which could feel isolating at first. But surrounding myself with supportive family and communities who celebrate every little achievement made all the difference.
Slowing down meant tuning into my body’s needs more carefully—resting when tired, moving gently through exercise programs designed for people living with dementia, and savoring moments rather than rushing past them. It also opened doors to new roles: sharing my journey as an advocate helped transform feelings of helplessness into purpose.
Ultimately, dementia showed me that life doesn’t have to stop because things are different now; instead, it invites us to live differently—with intention, kindness toward ourselves, and an openness to finding meaning in each slowed-down moment.
