What would it be like to wake up each day and not have any idea where you were?
The room looks familiar but it is not your home.
What would it be like to have a person bathe and dress you when you do not know who they are?
When you were always a very private. modest person and now must be naked with strangers.
What would it be like to spend your days with others who know even less than you?
Scanning each person who walks into the room to see if you might, possibly recognize them.
What would it be like to not be able to see well enough to read or find items in your own room?
When you had carefully organized things and had a spotless home for years.
What would it be like to not know if someone would be kind to you?
Especially when you are tiny and not even one hundred pounds.
What would it be like-all these things?
Well, they are my momma’s world now. I cannot imagine what it would be like. How brave she is, how brave she must be.
Exechorseluver 
Cindy, When I talked to her yesterday, I was surprised at how good she sounded. She even
knew me. She mentioned Sharyl, Nova and Mom. All my love. xoxoxoxo
Very well written. You are in my prayers, or since you are in Texas I should say Y’all are in my prayers.
Dave
Just read this today, it made me tear up. You expressed this so well. I lost my Mom her Mom my Granny, and 3 Uncles to this awful disease. May I copy it for our nursing home.
I do not understand this awful disease. It is enough that we all grow old (if we are lucky) but why must we lose our memories and the things we hold dear? I am so sorry for your loss(es). Certainly, copy it as you desire-just put my name on it if you would.