We who loved them had to suffocate our feelings of defeat as they returned to innocence.
My parents were terrorized by the scrambling of their minds. From broken memories to broken bones, Alzheimers catalyzed terror and defeat in my family. And there is much grace and collateral beauty to be found in the journey.
But I learned that we don't have to be defeated by it. Caregiving for someone with Alzheimer's can be painfully brutal. Do you wonder where God is in Alzheimer's? Are you searching for hope in caregiving? I searched too-I lost both of my parents to Alzheimer's.
