The Heartbreak of Dementia

I am such a mess these days. Suddenly the waves of grief roll over me. They knock me down and I feel like I am drowning in tears. I can’t even write, but it seems that other people are feeling the same, so I will pass their beautiful pieces on to you. I hope you’ll be patient with me while I try to keep my balance in these deep waters. Dad only left his body on October 2nd, 2014, so I need to cut myself some slack while these waves wash over me. Blessings to all of my wonderful readers, may you have the strength you need to navigate your own dark days, and may bright days light your way so you can find your way back.

Before Sundown

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by C.E.Robinson

This small woman grips the worn strap of a large black purse tucked at her side, and leans forward in the rocking chair.

Her gnarled fingers trace tiny rose petals in her skirt as if to find a path back to her life; the aging face of her daughter, her husband’s death, her 90th birthday party, her flower shop.

She sits in the same spot every day, near the entrance door, waiting for husband and daughter to take her home. The daily vigil stops when I call her name,

Ida Mae, let’s go back to your room and look at the photos of John and Olivia, and one we took last week with all the nursing staff at your ninetieth birthday party.

I visit often, hold her hand and tell her “back when I was a little girl” stories, she told me over the years. Triggering a…

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  1. My grandfather had Alzheimer’s (it was the cancer that got him though in the end). I believe it runs in my Dad’s side of the family because my grandfather’s Mom had it as well. It was hard. I don’t know what else to say about it. It’s horrible to watch. I was glad when he passed though because he wasn’t living but I’m mad that his experience was what it was. It’s just hard.

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    • It’s awful because the person looks like the person you know and love, but they are whittled away bit by bit, and suddenly there is this break over point and they’re not the right person anymore. I’d write more on this but my right arm is killing me….

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  2. The Grundlands

     /  January 16, 2015

    Amen v’amen. xo On Jan 12, 2015 9:28 PM, “Bipolar For Life” wrote:

    > Laura P. Schulman, MD, MA posted: “I am such a mess these days. > Suddenly the waves of grief roll over me. They knock me down and I feel > like I am drowning in tears. I can’t even write, but it seems that other > people are feeling the same, so I will pass their beautiful pieces on to > you. “

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