For decades, 4 p.m. meant one thing to me: a phone call to my mom. And then one day, it was gone. Hi, Honey! A Dementia Diary shares the story of loss, grief, and growth. I can't wait for you to read it.
Hi, Honey! A Dementia Diary
Tag: death
Chotchkes & Chickens
Was I avoiding my first trip "home?" Well, yes, actually. How'd it go? All the ways.
An Odd Comparison
We’ve officially done death both ways now: the sudden, unexpected passing (ie…the keel over) and the long goodbye (ie…dementia sucks). We certainly didn’t mean to do both in such close proximity on the calendar, but I suppose the timing offers a great opportunity to compare the two. My conclusion? I’d prefer something in the middle … Continue reading An Odd Comparison
Moving Treasures & Murphy’s Law
We have just completed our 9787th hour at my mother-in-law's house, packing up endless treasures for new owners. Our most influential helper? Murphy's Law.
Wrapping Up Someone’s Life
Wrapping up someone’s life is one of the strangest things I’ve ever done and no one has made it stranger than the cable company.
There’s a Grief That Can’t Be Spoken
I had no intention of writing anything at all today. Find the right words? They are all lost. When my husband got the call that his mother was in active cardiac arrest, everything around us stopped. His second phone call to me was silent. I asked if he was there, thinking he’d inadvertently hit the … Continue reading There’s a Grief That Can’t Be Spoken