How Will I Remember My Mother?

This question weighed heavily on my mind

Photo by Simon Wilkes on Unsplash

My mother lived with me for the last 20 months of her life. Taking care of her was a privilege and a hardship; a challenge and a joy.

At first, she was able to get around, shoving her walker determinedly forward, forcing her legs to work against the equally determined pull of her aging body and advancing dementia.