At least once a day, my father goes through these doors with a smile on his face and an ache in his heart. He goes there because the love of his life is spending her last days being loved and cared for by the kind and competent staff at Cedar Cove Assisted Living. My mother…
This Thanksgiving I felt especially blessed, because my mother is still with us, despite the ravages of white matter dementia, which has so afflicted her body and mind. Imagine not being able to use your hands, not being able to speak, not being able to walk, your muscles so stiff that even when you lie…
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