We lost Mom Saturday night after a long bout with vascular dementia. It's a strange thing, dementia. It robs a person of their memory which is, ultimately, their identify. One's life is made up of moments which are filed away. These memories are like photographs one retrieves to frame a life well lived. When one is robbed of their memory, one loses who they were, who they are. I am thankful that I had a mother, but I am equally thankful that she is no longer impacted this disease which robs one of their dignity.
