The work was endless during the years that my mother had Alzheimer’s, but it was something I could not NOT do. I loved my mother, and her comfort was as important as my own. Part three of Lessons From My Mother
If you ask most people if they’d want to relive the years when their loved one had Alzheimer’s, you’d most likely get a resounding, “No!” That’s my first response too. But, if I give myself time to let the question penetrate deeper into my heart, my answer is different.