Adjusting to Dementialand
Flashback to the early 1990’s. I am sitting in the basement of my family home. My parents have just told me they are getting divorced. My dad is sitting on the couch. “Nothing is going to change,” he says. Yes, he actually says this. Nothing is going to change. It’s not true. He knows it’s not true. Even as a kid, I know it’s not … Continue reading Adjusting to Dementialand