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Miriam Green
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Walking in the Rain
Mom and I walked in the rain today. It was a light rain, and as we ambled along, we sang rain songs. It felt good to be out, and when we...

Miriam Green
Feb 17, 20153 min read


Elevensies
When I was growing up in Maryland, we lived near and frequented the Jewish Community Center of Greater Washington in Rockville. Next door...

Miriam Green
Feb 11, 20153 min read


One Midnight Gone*
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...

Miriam Green
Feb 4, 20153 min read


The Near Distant Future
Of all the things that happened today, Mom remembers that I spilled my coffee. Yep. All over my bag, on the chair, table and floor. We...

Miriam Green
Jan 28, 20153 min read


How Much is that Doggie in the Window?
“What do you think about us getting a dog?” my dad asked as I came in the house. Immediate reaction: That’s a great idea! Mom loves...

Miriam Green
Jan 21, 20153 min read


Nothing but Blue Skies
“Look how blue the sky is!” Mom commented as we sat in the sun drinking our coffee. I’d been prepared to find Mom angry and out of sorts....

Miriam Green
Jan 13, 20152 min read


The Grey Zone
I am riding on the bus watching the sky lighten incrementally. I’ve been up since dawn getting ready to meet Mom today. And now, when I...

Miriam Green
Jan 7, 20153 min read


Taking Precautions
For some reason, I can never get the code right to open the door to my parent’s apartment building. I buzzed up to say I was there then...

Miriam Green
Dec 31, 20143 min read


Blow, Blow, Blow Your Nose
It is impossible to be other than happy around my mom. When you’re blowing your nose for the umpteenth time and she starts singing,...

Miriam Green
Dec 24, 20143 min read


Sense and Sensitivity
Here’s something you many not know about Alzheimer’s. Loss of smell is an early warning sign for Alzheimer’s and other neurological...

Miriam Green
Dec 17, 20143 min read


The Photo of Dorian Grey
...or, One Knish, Two Knish... I’m guessing most of you, like me, imagine ourselves looking different than we really are. Maybe in our...

Miriam Green
Dec 10, 20144 min read


The Language of Music
“My Mirale, it’s so good to see you,” Mom says, drawing me into a big hug. She knows who I am! We dance across the living room, and I am...

Miriam Green
Dec 3, 20143 min read


An Ode to Dad
My dad is on the front lines of Mom’s Alzheimer’s. He bears the burden of being Mom’s primary caretaker. He schedules and takes her to...

Miriam Green
Nov 25, 20143 min read


It's a Small World After All
Imagine how small the world is when you can’t even remember what you did an hour ago. News is irrelevant. Other countries don’t exist....

Miriam Green
Nov 19, 20142 min read


Balancing the Scales
I stole a shirt from my mom’s drawer. Or maybe I borrowed it permanently. Does the nuance in the confession ameliorate my guilt? It...

Miriam Green
Nov 12, 20143 min read


Will the Real Barbara Please Stand Up
What a laugh we had today!! Mom’s sister Barbara is visiting from England, and whenever she’s around, the laughter is contagious. Even...

Miriam Green
Nov 5, 20143 min read


Alone At Last
This is the first time in about two weeks that I actually have time for myself. What a blessing! With the cycle of Jewish holidays that...

Miriam Green
Oct 14, 20144 min read


Nice Hugs and Unpleasant Squeezes
“What are you doing here?” Mom asked in an excited voice. “I didn't know you were here! How wonderful! When did you get here?” It was...

Miriam Green
Oct 1, 20144 min read


I Love You, Goodbye
I feel guilty when it’s time to leave my mom. She is effusive in her kisses and hugs. “It’s wonderful to spend time with you. When will I...

Miriam Green
Sep 17, 20142 min read


Visiting Revisited
When I first started visiting my parents each week, my goals were to spend time with Mom and give my dad a break from caring for her. Mom...

Miriam Green
Sep 10, 20143 min read
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