I wrote the following caregiver narrative after being invited to share my story during the Reason To Hope breakfast hosted by my local chapter of the Alzheimer’s Association on March 28, 2019.…
I looked back into my journal from this day last year. My mother had been dead for just over 4 months and I was still thrashing beneath the weight of my grief.…
Ever since they were boys, my father and his brother Sam worked side-by-side 6 days a week running the family upholstery shop. A. Brood & Sons. That store was the lifeblood of…
February 10th. My mother has been dead for a year. We all went for lunch this afternoon to one of her and Dad’s favorite places. When our check came my sister suggested…
Last Christmas I poured my heart into finding us the most beautiful wreath. It was our only decoration that year and all I could bear as I witnessed my mother slowly dying.…
I feel as if I’ve swallowed a pail of glass shards looking between these photos, trying desperately in my mind to piece back together the last 7 years. Alzheimer’s disease bestowed a…
Dad and I both woke up irritable this morning. He wasn’t interested in his breakfast and I always feel a little anxiety when this happens as I watch him push the muffin…
Today I am celebrating my first birthday without my momma. There are so many things I want to tell you about the last 3 months but for now I’ll keep it simple – I…
Anna “Nancy” Brood ~ June 27, 1950 – February 10, 2017 Anna “Nancy” Brood was born on June 27, 1950 in Philadelphia, PA to Eugene Garrett and Anna Stewart Davis. She was…
If you look closely you can see the steam on his glasses. I pour the taste of morning. He pours gratitude. “Thank you. Thank you Baby. Thank you Tootsie.” Behind his head…
