Using Senses to Guide Yourself Through the Fog

My mom has Alzheimer’s. Sometimes I wonder what she sees and thinks about her world. She only has about four phrases that she uses now. It is heartbreaking for me to no longer be seen and recognized by her. Yet, she smiles, hums to music, snuggles her blanket, and enjoys her orange chicken as if all is okay in her world. I believe that she is happy and content. As her world became foggier and less familiar, she found aRead more