Sometimes, life can be so simple. When Mom and Daddy came to visit me this week, it was all about being together. All my errands,...

“It’s my birthday,” I told Mom. “It is?” she asked. “Why didn’t you tell me? How old are you?” When I told her I was turning 50, she...

Alzheimer’s patients suffer terribly as their abilities and their world shrink. They are often confused or lack the ability to express...

I’d brought with me a small gift, a disc of Danny Kaye singing songs from the musical, “Hans Christian Anderson.” When we finally got it...

I didn’t see my parents this week, but I did do their shopping. Yes, I confess. I am an online shopper. Soon after Mom was diagnosed with...

“I dream about you,” Mom says to me. We are sitting together on the couch in the living room. “Oh, really? What do you dream,” I ask. “I...

Her first reaction was annoyance. “I don’t need anyone interfering with the way I live my life,” Mom declared. “Who is she anyway?” It...

“Hi, I’m home,” I say to Mom on the phone. “Where have you been?” she asks. Well, that’s a first. Mom doesn’t remember I visited today....

There they all were, the portraits and paintings I’ve known for much of my life, hanging in a public place for all to see. I joined my...

This entry is a departure from my usual subject. This was my second week of staying home. My head is still fuzzy, though I’m not sure if...

I didn’t see my parents this week. I have a sinus infection, and I had no energy to travel two hours each way to see them. So, I stayed...

Sometimes it is hard to be in the moment, to push aside internal thoughts and give over to the now. That’s what Mom’s Alzheimer’s demands...

I went to a lunch today for two of Mom’s friends who are celebrating their 80th birthdays. Talk turned quickly to aging and finding...

I went to a lunch today for two of Mom’s friends who are celebrating their 80th birthdays. Talk turned quickly to aging and finding...

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...

It startles me every time, the way Mom can’t keep in mind what is right in front of her. Last night we went to my son’s army swearing-in...

Sometimes traveling to visit my parents is exhausting. I leave the house at 6:30 am to catch a 7:00 am train. That means getting out of...

“It’s a long way to walk from Tel Aviv,” Mom said on the phone. “Should we pick you up? Here, talk to Daddy.” I called, as I do every...

Post-Independence Humus Situation Here’s the perennial question: What do you do with your left-over humus after Israel’s Independence...

...and a helping of baked salmon. I hadn’t intended to enjoy myself taking Mom to her weekly concert, but the enthusiasm of the tenor...