On a Monday night in November 2009, I had what turned out to be the last conversation I would ever have with my father. He and my mother had just come back from a trip to New York and they were now back in our family home in Maryland. Continue reading
When I titled my book “Caring for a Husband with Dementia: The Ultimate Survival Guide” (2015) I did not expect to have people mistakenly assume that I am a wife caring for a husband with dementia. The warmth and sympathy I receive Continue reading
Like our family, my proposed WWII mystery, The Dragons of Alsace Farm, was also changed by our mother’s diagnosis of dementia.
After my father’s passing, Mom threw herself into her farm and
animals, finding purpose in the care of her “babies” and the maintenance of her land. Progress on the book slowed when Continue reading
What was your motivation to write about your experience as a caregiver?
I believe some of our most profound lessons come, not from books, but from being there for people in ways we never imagined. During the six years I was a caregiver for my mother and father, not a day went by that I didn’t discover something Continue reading
When my parents first began to have memory problems, I was in denial. As a psychologist teaching university classes on aging, I had always emphasized the positive aspects of growing older. Alzheimer’s disease had never been on my radar. It is now. Continue reading
Today I’d like to welcome fellow #AlzAuthors creator and good friend, Marianne Sciucco, author the novel Blue Hydrangeas, an Alzheimer’s love story. I’m pleased to announce that on November 1, Marianne released her new book (unrelated to dementia) entitled Swim Season. Be sure and check out the excerpt below. Also, click the link to hear an interview with Marianne.
Sometimes winning is everything.
Champion swimmer Aerin Keane is ready to give up her dreams of college swimming and a shot at the Olympics. As she starts senior year in her third high school, Aerin’s determined to leave her family Continue reading
When I first started caring for my mother, I had no apprehension over how difficult the caregiving job would be. I am a strong, capable woman and my mother was gracious, sweet and appreciative. She tended to know the limitations age delivered to her. I tended to know everything. I had Continue reading