Last year I was with my mom on my birthday, but she wasn't aware of it. She didn't know about birthdays anymore. Today she is not even here not
This is my first mother's day without mom. I have known many others—most
recently Deborah—who have experienced this, but it is new for me. Even last year
when she
I had a dream that my mom came to visit. She was her old self, from before her
Alzheimer's took away her memory and her cognitive functions. I was aware that
I used to collect interesting and colorful socks. It is somewhat coincidental
that mom bought me a pair of socks with slices of pizza
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In one of our last visits with my mom, she made fun of the way Deborah said
pizza. It's not pitha, mom grinned as she razzed Deborah. We have it on