In the end, love is all.
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The Ever-Changing Self
My Dementia Lessons | Three “If I ever get like that, shoot me.” I’ve heard people say this after encountering my dad. I find it painful to hear, but I also understand that dementia is very, very terrifying. The very idea of it feels as scary as standing on a high ledge and seeing only…
My Dementia Lessons | Two
Rule #1: All Trucks Are Glorious.