“I couldn’t endure doing that,” a friend remarked. “I don’t want to be reminded about my mom’s Alzheimer’s years.”
It’s not something we can ignore nor forget. It was an era of our family member’s (and our) life. So it has affected what we do and remember.
Why not recall the good and fun times? My daughter, grandchildren and I discovered there were some enchanting moments of giving and receiving joy as we cared for my mom and my aunt.
This aspect of these ladies’ lives was something we couldn’t ignore so we learned to respect and love them more. My album/scrapbook of their lives brings them recognition and causes us to remember how they affected us.
