The Why of it

Pags, this reminds me of the conversations I had with Mom while she was nearing the end of her life. Only we were 3,000 miles apart. I wanted to be there to help her. I remember how our roles were reversed.

Yes, the title is appropriate, since those close to someone with Alzheimer's understand that it's not the patient's fault, only a sad slowing of the mind and memory.

In you words, I see compassion, patience, and understanding. since Alzheimer's patients struggle to remember even the simplest things. In conversations with my mother, I had to hold back the tears when she asked me several times in a few minute conversation the same question again.  You've shown here how their minds are reduced to the simplicity of the moment, where they don't understand why (or how) but we do all too clearly.

~Chelle~