04/05/2026
Watching my dad (the baby of the family) and my Aunt Rose (the oldest daughter) both walk through Dementia has been one of the hardest things to experience.
Mother(granny )once said they would be the last two standing… and in many ways, they are.
They haven’t seen each other in over a year.
And for me, it’s been emotional—having to repeat myself over and over again, trying to stay patient, trying not to feel frustrated… while reminding myself that this is the reality of the illness.
The sickness is real.
But so is the love.
And even on the hard days, I’m learning that showing up with compassion matters more than getting everything “right.”
