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Miriam Green
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Riding the Ferris Wheel
Sometimes we are truly flying high, other times we are dragging near the bottom. Always, we are moving.

Miriam Green
Jan 29, 20204 min read
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The Creativity of Caregivers
It is up to us to give them the tools to continue their lives in the public sphere as long as possible.

Miriam Green
Jan 22, 20203 min read
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Leaving Home
Mom is no longer in our orbit of care. Neither I nor my father—who still visits her everyday—can know what befalls her during her day.

Miriam Green
Jan 15, 20204 min read
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An Open Window
I was privileged to have an intimate conversation with a young acquaintance whose father was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s.

Miriam Green
Jan 8, 20204 min read
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Renewing Resolutions
My mom is still here, diminished though she is, and I have the privilege of seeing her.

Miriam Green
Jan 1, 20204 min read
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Responsibility
It is a relinquishing of myself to be with Mom in the now. Pretense and artifice and having other things to do falls away.

Miriam Green
Dec 18, 20194 min read
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Music, Here and Now
New technologies and medicines are years away; music is here and now.

Miriam Green
Dec 11, 20194 min read
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Clothes Make the Woman
The difficulty of sorting through and parting with my mom's clothes.

Miriam Green
Dec 4, 20194 min read
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Beautiful Girl
There is no reasoning with Alzheimer's. Nor is there an ability to recognize an authority figure who may be acting on your behalf.

Miriam Green
Nov 27, 20195 min read
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Goodbye and Hello
It’s not a matter of how many goodbyes we have left, but how many hellos

Miriam Green
Nov 20, 20193 min read
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Slumber Party
Current events have a way of affecting all aspects of Israeli life, even my mom’s. She’s not cognizant of what happens outside the walls...

Miriam Green
Nov 13, 20194 min read
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Forward Motion
Here’s the secret: Knowing that Mom could not be with us, it was easier to shut her out of my mind completely.

Miriam Green
Oct 30, 20193 min read
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A Shrinking World
It is amazing how small our worlds can shrink when we are ill—physically, emotionally, even intellectually.

Miriam Green
Sep 25, 20194 min read
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Soothing the Savage Breast
I was having a lovely time laughing and singing with Mom today. Most of what we talked about was nonsense, but she was in a relatively...

Miriam Green
Sep 18, 20193 min read
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Bed Rails
Are bed rails a hazard or are they helpful devices in a dementia ward? I’ve seen horrifying photos recently on Facebook groups of loved...

Miriam Green
Sep 11, 20195 min read
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You Can't Go Home Again
I spent an emotional day in the Israeli coastal town of Netanya on Sunday, reading from my book, The Lost Kitchen, and talking to my...

Miriam Green
Sep 4, 20194 min read
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Dancing Through Life
My sweet, beautiful, lively mother has forgotten how to walk. This is the second time in a month that Mom is on antibiotics. If something...

Miriam Green
Aug 21, 20193 min read
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Befuddled
I understand it better now. We had a way of looking at and talking to Mom as if she were simple, as if the intelligent being who we knew...

Miriam Green
Aug 14, 20193 min read
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Literally
The funny thing about talking to someone with Alzheimer’s is that you never know where the conversation will end up. My husband Jeff and...

Miriam Green
Aug 7, 20192 min read
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Frailty
One of the residents in Mom’s facility fell last week and broke her arm. Her eye is horribly bruised, and she must now be helped with...

Miriam Green
Jul 31, 20194 min read
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