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.
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…
Today would’ve been my parents’ 45th wedding anniversary. It is difficult to write about my parents’ marriage before Alzheimer’s when my mother has been dead for 9 years and my father has remarried twice since then. My parents had an Aggie romance. They met at Texas A&M through a mutual friend. Their first date was…
For a few seconds, my dead grandmother was right there next to me shopping for plants. I was walking through the garden center of H-E-B Plus on a particularly muggy August afternoon. I was leisurely picking out plants and loading them onto my cart, despite the heat. I felt like my dead grandmother was right…