My mother remembered a lot of the words to our favorite Christmas carols. Surprisingly, my father chimed in with his baritone voice... "deep in heavenly peace."
As a caregiver, particularly to someone living with dementia, I suppress my emotions so as not to trigger inconsolable fear or sadness in my mother. See, for someone with Frontotemporal Dementia, it can be nearly impossible for them to recognize, compartmentalize, and regulate emotional responses. Learning of the death of a loved one could lead to attempts to take one's own life, but the death of a perfect stranger or familiar celebrity may have an equally significant impact.
"The changes in my appearance are not due to some personal failure... [but] are illustrative of my commitment to keeping myself and my faily safe amid a global pandemic. My fluffier waist and coiled hair are badges of honor, as I choose to honor my mother and father."
The last couple of years, I have set intentions with my life and career. Namely, with this blog. I intended to consistently write thought-provoking, view-altering posts about life, faith, and the human condition. With the occasional sponsored post brought to you by a product or service I care a whole lot about. I failed to … Continue reading Intentions
Thankfully, and much to my chagrin, I was caught in that lie about my crush passing me a note.