Tales from my eventful and ongoing journey as a Generation X caregiver for my father and as an advocate for Lewy Body Dementia caregivers. Wednesday, January 13, 2016. Thursday, December 10, 2015.

My mother has Alzheimers Disease. Wednesday, April 24, 2013. In February I got another call from the nursing home. It was 1am in the morning and I could hear the phone ringing somewhere in the distance. I stumbled out to the lounge room and answered the phone with a groggy voice, trying as hard as I could to sound alert and sensible. We sit for the morning bedside vigil. I could be OK here, on my ow.

Finding the rainbow as a caregiver. Having experienced such moments of despair, we live in fear of those days returning in one form or another. But by doing that, we may fail to recognize the beauty and the wonder that has always existed, even in our darkest days.

Life with my mother and her trip through dementia . Monday, April 13, 2015. So here it is, the middle of April, and for those of us in the US it is TAX TIME. The deadline for filing our federal and state taxes is here. The joy of spring is overshadowed by the task of filling out these forms. For many of us, we put it off until the last day, the last possible moment. Why have I been procrastinating? But, the tax forms, once again, take me back to that place, the place where dementia .