Tag Archives: alzheimer’s

Healing

Posted on February 3, 2020 by daughter3

For so many reasons, I haven’t written this blog in a long time. For one thing, I’m writing a book about my mom and me, and when I have time to write, I write that. For another thing, as my … Continue reading →

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Nostalgia

Posted on February 25, 2019 by daughter3

On my way to the Hebrew Home, walking up Palisade Avenue from the Metro-North train station, rain puddles trickling down the hill, I thought, inextricably, “I’m really going to miss this.” I mean, I’m going to miss these days, more … Continue reading →

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Meaning

Posted on August 16, 2017 by daughter3

When I walk into the TV room where my mom sits with the other residents, they are all motionless in wheelchairs and arm chairs. While they’re facing the TV set, their eyes are wandering or down, or to the side, … Continue reading →

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Coloring

Posted on November 21, 2016 by daughter3

My mom was such a simple person — on the outside. She never lied. Or cheated. Or stole. Or smoke or drank, for that matter. She believed in God and prayed, and she loved her children. She was nice and … Continue reading →

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Being There

Posted on September 14, 2016 by daughter3

“Is my butt bigger than that girl’s butt?” my mom asked, pointing at a passing woman. We were in the Hebrew Home sculpture garden, celebrating Grandparents Day with a couple hundred residents and guests. I almost knocked us both over … Continue reading →

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Conversations

Posted on July 29, 2016 by daughter3

When I arrived at the Hebrew home at 3 PM, I found my mom in bed under the covers. She was facing the window, so she couldn’t see me as I entered. Without announcing my presence, I sat on the … Continue reading →

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Sculpture Garden

Posted on June 29, 2016 by daughter3

I don’t always know what to do with a beautiful June day, when the sky is deep blue, the air is fresh, and the sun is shining. But when I’m at Hebrew Home, the best way to spend it is in … Continue reading →

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Play

Posted on June 22, 2016 by daughter3

I sneak up on my mom in the dining room and surprise her. “Oh, don’t scare me. I get scared very, very….” “Easily?” “Yes… no… very, very… greatly.” “Sorry.” We walk to her room and lay on her bed. I … Continue reading →

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Three Husbands

Posted on February 25, 2016 by daughter3

Mom is sitting at her table across from Donald, and they’re smiling at each other. When she sees me, she beams. “Hi Donald,” I say, as I lean over to kiss my mom. “Is that his name?” she asks. “I’m … Continue reading →

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An Alzheimer’s Thanksgiving

Posted on November 29, 2015 by daughter3

The Sunday before Thanksgiving, the weekly concert at Hebrew Home was held in the library instead of in the large, open concert hall where it’s usually held. The closed-off quarters of the library made for a more focused, even more … Continue reading →

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