We were gifted a rare interaction with Mom this week. When we called to video conference, Mom was alert and communicative. Though she...

We were sitting together, the four of us, our core family: my brother Simon visiting from California, my parents, and me. It gave me the...

This is what I tell myself: Don’t get upset, it’s not worth it. This is just Mom’s way. If you are frustrated, don’t let her know it. If...

It happened as I knew it would. The second day into my two-week trip abroad, Mom was moved into a closed Alzheimer’s ward. Despite being...

Sometimes I feel so tired and overwhelmed by the enormity of caring and loving my mom. I try hard not to show it when I’m with her,...

I was proud of myself today for bringing Mom home from the mall with absolutely no displays of anger. It was an intense effort to be with...

The tagline for the book Elizabeth is Missing* is: “How do you solve a mystery when you can’t remember the clues?” This first novel by...

“It’s your birthday today,” I told Mom. “It’s my birthday?” she asked innocently. “We’ll have to have a party.” We’d already come back...

We seem to have turned a corner. Mom has finished her course of antibiotics, and is doing much better. She was more her positive self and...

Coming home from a trip abroad is like slipping into your most comfortable pair of shoes. It feels natural. It feels good. Today, one day...

Today is my blog’s first anniversary. If I look back to what I was writing a year ago, I can almost make believe we are in a holding...

Every time I tell Mom I can’t visit this week because of Shavuot, the Jewish holiday that commemorates the giving of the Torah, Mom...