When Dementia Came Knocking
In the beginning of my mother’s journey with dementia, I was clueless. I had very little knowledge of this disease and absolutely zero understanding. I felt a need, a want, to write about our journey, not only for my own sanity but also as a tool to help others walking the same path that we were. I wanted the reader to know about my mother and experience her incredible life during the Nazi invasio...
In the beginning of my mother’s journey with dementia, I was clueless. I had very little knowledge of this disease and absolutely zero understanding. I felt a need, a want, to write about our journey, not only for my own sanity but also as a tool to help others walking the same path that we were. I wanted the reader to know about my mother and experience her incredible life during the Nazi invasio...
