Dementia

Never Forgotten

Once, when I was little, I got left at church. That Sunday had been unusually busy, and I got lost in the shuffle. I remember feeling afraid because I was alone, but also sad because I’d been forgotten. My grandfather’s greatest fear was being forgotten, because in his volunteer work in nursing homes, he often […]

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Sea Monster

” You probably wouldn’t be able to see her, even if you went there, because she is very shy. You just have to do what I do – trust that she’s there, and let that be enough.” I settled into my bed, my five-or-six-year- old mind still swirling with its own renditions of what this […]

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