Why I Am Different, and I’m Pretty Sure That’s a Good Thing
Someone I thought was a friend once described me as “different.” She meant it in a negative way. And it used to bother me. But now I think that it’s a good thing. Because I am different.
Her Greatest Adventure: How I’m Remembering My Mother’s Death after Alzheimer’s
Eleven years ago, I walked into my mother’s room in the nursing home and found her finally at peace. Today, I’m remembering my mother’s death after Alzheimer’s disease.
Why It’s Okay if Your Heart Is Just A Little Broken This Mother’s Day
Is your heart a little broken this Mother’s Day? My last good visit with my mom was Mother’s Day 2013.
When Mother’s Day is Hard because You Lost Your Mom
Every day has felt like Mother’s Day since my mother’s diagnosis with Alzheimer’s disease in May, 17 years ago. Honoring and protecting her became my life’s work during her illness.
Dear Mom, You Definitely Weren’t Supposed to Leave Me So Soon
Dear Mom, You weren’t supposed to leave me so soon. I’ve had to do everything without you.