Her Mind is Fading, But She Still Dances There is a quiet magic in the way music and movement can reach places words cannot. For those living with dementia, the world often becomes a puzzle with missing pieces—names slip away,…
There comes a moment in some relationships when words start to feel empty, when actions falter, and all that remains is the simple phrase: **”I love you.”** But what does it mean when “I love you” becomes the only thing…
We don’t say “Do you remember?” as much anymore. It’s a phrase that used to come up all the time when people wanted to bring up shared memories or moments from the past. But now, it feels like something has…
It took me years to accept my dad’s diagnosis. When the doctor first told us, it felt like the world stopped for a moment. The word “diagnosis” itself was heavy, but hearing that it was serious—something chronic or even terminal—was…
Dementia is often thought of as a disease that primarily steals memory, but its impact goes far beyond just forgetting names or events. It profoundly affects the very fabric of relationships between the person living with dementia and their loved…
When your parent becomes the child, it’s a strange and often painful experience. The roles you once knew—where they cared for you, guided you, and protected you—start to flip. Suddenly, *you* are the one who has to step up and…
Every year, on her birthday, I walk into the same little perfume shop downtown. The bell above the door jingles just like it always has. The air inside is thick with a hundred different scents, but I only have one…
Our photo albums have always been treasured keepsakes, filled with memories of birthdays, holidays, and everyday moments. But in today’s world, they’re taking on a surprising new role—becoming a survival tool in ways we never imagined. Think about it: when…
Learning to speak in simple sentences was a journey that taught me a lot about communication and confidence. At first, it seemed like a daunting task, but as I progressed, I realized how much it improved my ability to express…
I record my mom’s voice because it captures something truly special that words on a page or photos just can’t fully express. Her voice holds the warmth, emotion, and personality that bring her stories to life. When she talks about…