Lighting…
Lighting…
Caring for my mum with dementia. Today she didn't know my name. I smiled and held her hand anyway. I'll grieve later, when she's asleep.
What you're doing is one of the hardest, most loving things a person can do. She feels safe with you even when the names slip away.
You're carrying so much. Please let someone hold a little of it for you too. 💛