Almost everything will slip away on the Alzheimer’s journey. Those moments when an air pocket of their essence bubbles to the surface are almost everything. A reminder of the person we’re losing. A hint that they’re still with us.
Against all odds, we found flickers of brightness, a smile, pointing at a flower, recognizing a face, even happiness when the house was full of family and friends.
The disease chips away at the pieces of your person so.very.slowly, but when a piece breaks off, it’s heart-numbing and sudden.
Alzheimer’s is a cruel prolonging of letting go. Months, years, mostly slow until it’s not. Knife twist: letting go feels like giving up.
They won’t make good decisions, they won’t remember what to do. They require love and patience.
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