This ghost that lingers in the living room, confined to a recliner, watching endless re-runs -- this is not my father. This is a shell of a man who was my whole world. Every day is like a funeral. Click on the title to read the full post!
We have a really strong bond and I felt my world crashing down around me upon hearing the news and I feel from that moment, it triggered a feeling in me - a horrible, hurt feeling - and that has just gotten worse and worse. I think the whole factor of this being Pick's as well added to this as it's very different from other dementias. Click on the title to read the full post!
Perhaps it was… Or… The one I met… The one I saw… Maybe… The one that approached… But of course it’s the older one… At that other place or somewhere… I don’t know. Anyway. Yeah, it happens. Click the title to read the full post!
When I was growing up my grandma would always look after me while mum was at work. Now it’s my turn to look after her. It’s quite amazing if you look at it this way, the roles have been reversed. I’m the adult now and she’s the child. Click on the title to read the full post!
Then my uncle killed the cat who was eating the goldfish. No one fed the goldfish. Click on the title to read the full post!
In early January, I posted a short playlist of my favourite music. This early February, I would like to share with you another short list, but this time it's one of my favourite apps. Most - if not all - of these are also available for iOS and Windows Phone! Click on the title to read the full post!