Dementia Days

I am thankful for my mother; for the mother I had growing up, for the woman she was, for the softness of her skin, and the smile on her face when she sees me. I am thankful for every day I still have with her. I am thankful for the touch of her hand, for how much she seems to love my children (her grandchildren).

And now, I will go and bring her some sweet potatoes with marshmellows…