This is a story of love and a love story. A story of what I saw and felt as a daughter when my Mom experienced dementia, and how my father’s love through their 65 years of marriage and courtship proved the definitive weapon against this disease.
This is a story of hope for all who are watching those they lose their memories. It is my personal journey of how I learned that when one is stricken by dementia, the mind and memories are lost and forgotten. However, I witnessed, through the love of my father for my mother, that this disease does not hold power over the memories that are stored within our souls.
If you are the caregiver for one who has succumbed to the disease of dementia, please do not despair. You are doing the right thing. Your love and kindness will be remembered.
I’ve walked this path, and I know this.