It was 5 years ago today that my mom, Ida, died from Alzheimer’s.
In thinking about her today, many wonderful memories brought a smile to my face. When asked about one of them, I said I remember as a 10 year-old sitting in the kitchen while she cooked dinner, talking about life.
Even at 10 she ed me like an adult, we spoke like adults and she shared her values with me that define me today in many ways.
As the decades passed and Alzheimer’s took hold of my mom, I became the adult and she became the 10 year-old. I became responsible for helping her know right from wrong, how to people, what to wear, when to brush her teeth. The parallels of life uncanny, uncomfortable and the illness unacceptable.
In the final days, all my brother, my family and I could do was to take care of her, keep her safe and love her as she had us all our lives.
Since 2009 then there has been great progress in understanding the disease but there still is no cure. Many families are still surprised when they get the of Alzheimer’s just thinking their mom or dad, or even husband or wife was just getting old.
And they are shocked when someone in their late 40s or 50s are diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Disease.
Caregivers are the silent victim of this disease often giving up their own life goals to care for their loved one. They often make such financial sacrifices that bankruptcy is required to keep going. This situation is unacceptable yet prevalent across the world.
So it is with that mandate that I continue to raise awareness and funds for research on behalf of Alzheimer’s non-profits.
And it is today, I remember my own mom with love, admiration and with urgency.
Memories are Everything