Alzheimer’s, A Retrospective: One of the Longest Journeys of Loss
This is a compilation of essays written during the last years of my mother’s life.
~We are in a present moment in which a daughter and a stranger are synonymous.
I. Unexpected
It’s not what I expected. Again. I am relearning this lesson for what seems the thousandth time. How to let go. How to be with what is, as is.
