Lessons and Hard Truths from Caring for My Mother at Home
My mother didn’t disappear all at once. She faded—quietly, almost politely—like a light being dimmed one notch at a time. It began with small lapses: keys left in the freezer, appointments forgotten, stories repeated with the same gentle smile. We laughed, telling ourselves it was normal. Until one afternoon, she studied my face with uncertainty…
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