Dementia was like a truth serum.
Those who don't heed the warnings don't live to admit they were stupid not to do so.
Words to me were magic. You could say a word and it could conjure up all kinds of images or feelings or a chilly sensation or whatever. It was amazing to me that words had this power.
A Mother is the one who fills your heart in the first place.
Over time, passion wanes, differences don't.
I've always been a magnet for guilt.