I saw that a friend of mine read this book, and I had to check it out. It’s a free book when you have Kindle Unlimited, however, even if I’d not have had Kindle Unlimited, I think I still would have purchased this book.
Alzheimer’s is a disease that I’ve witnessed personally. My Paternal grandfather passed away in July of 2014 from this awful disease. Though it’s been a year and a half since his passing, I miss him daily. He wasn’t my grandfather by blood. I was adopted by my dad when I was 10 or so, but my Grandpa was one of the first ones to welcome me into their family, and he was one of the sweetest men I ever had the chance to know.
About the Book;
Clear some space in your heart for Alzheimer’s: A Mother Daughter Journey, a photojournalistic memoir of a daughter’s compassionate response to watching her mother fall into the advancing stages of Alzheimer’s. At first ambushed by the demands of taking care of someone she deeply loves, she chooses to anchor herself by developing a series of mission statements to meet each phase of the disease, remaking her initial anguish into a blend of marketing, Zen Buddhism, and even some salsa dancing.
From moments of spiritual reflection to laugh-out-loud stories, you’ll find this heartfelt memoir reads like a caregiver coach between two covers. It offers tips on communicating without language, inspiring you to embrace the disease and focus on the possibilities, not the limitations of the relationship. Ending with a touching description of her mother’s end of life, you’ll finish reading this with a profound understanding that love is the most underestimated ingredient in caregiving. Embrace Alzheimer’s. Read the book.
Honestly, there isn’t much that can actually be said about this book. It was written from the daughters perspective. It was a good book, that really tugged at my heartstrings. As I mentioned above, my grandfather was a victim of Alzheimer’s. While the book is sad, especially towards the end of the mother’s life, it’s also extremely insightful. I wasn’t around as much as I should have been, when my grandma was taking care of my grandpa, towards the beginning of his diagnosis, nor through out the rest of it.
I remember taking my daughter over to meet her grandparents, and while I would like to think that Grandpa knew who we were, I’m just not sure that’s the case. Rosalie was born on March 31, and it was probably mid April before I got over there to see them. It was so sad to see Grandpa get up from the kitchen table to go use the restroom, only to come back to have to ask Grandma where the bathroom was. I couldn’t believe my eyes, nor what I was hearing. I didn’t know the disease could move that fast. I want to say it was just a couple months later that he was moved into a nursing home. Rosalie and I went to visit him one day in July, and I know fully now that he didn’t know who WE were while we were there. He asked me who Rosalie’s Grandpa was, and I said, “Terry.” Grandpa replied with, “Terry [Insert last name here]?” I replied with, “Yes, do you know him?” He said, “I sure do! That’s my baby boy!” I said, “Did you know that Rosalie is your great grand daughter?” His face lit up. He never would hold her, and I never was able to get a photograph of my grandpa and my daughter together, but growing up, she will know about him.
“Alzheimer’s: A Mother Daughter “a simultaneously uplifting, heart wrenching and unforgettable experience.