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.
I lost my mother to early onset Alzheimer’s disease when she was 59.
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.
Is your heart a little broken this Mother’s Day? My last good visit with my mom was Mother’s Day 2013.
The final stage of grief lasts forever. My mother has been dead for 10 years. But I’ve been grieving her loss for over 15 years.
My mother needed us to love her until the end of Alzheimer’s disease. My grandmother took this photo of my mother, my husband, and me over a decade ago. It was Thanksgiving Day, six months after my mother’s initial diagnosis with early onset Alzheimer’s disease. And it was seven years before the end of Alzheimer’s…
My mother left her mark on everything she touched before she died. She’s been gone for almost a decade. Early onset Alzheimer’s disease took her from me. But I still find signs of my mother everywhere I look. My mother left her mark on everything she touched before she died. I still find her handwriting…