One Family's Journey with Vascular Dementia
I saw this quote the other day and it stopped me in my tracks with its raw and painful truth. She did teach me so much my beautiful mum and she is still teaching us – teaching us about the darker side of life; the pain and the hurt, the loss and the fear, but she is also teaching us to be strong and to never assume, to enjoy each other more, to value the good things more, to love each other more, to live better, to be better. Continue reading “What my mother taught me”
Time is a funny thing. When we’re young, we think it is endless and we have all the time in the world. I don’t really know at what point that stops, maybe it is a gradual awareness, a slow awakening to the fact that we are ageing. Continue reading “I believe in Magic”
It is late on a Sunday afternoon, we have eaten well, we have walked in the beautiful spring sunshine, we have watched Scotland beat France in the Six Nations Rugby (born Scottish, I am still in shock) and we have had a lovely family day. Continue reading “Dog Mess!”
It’s the day after “Mother’s day” and sadness has reached into my heart once again to bring a tear to my eye after reading Sarah’s last blog post. Continue reading “Mum’s The Word”
It was a gradual dawning – the fact that there was something very wrong with Mum. Dad was worried, I could see it in him and after multiple trips to the doctors she was being treated for depression Continue reading “An Unfair Fight”
I’m feeling nostalgic and sad this evening. We’ve had a super day…. we went on a trip to the Natural History Museum, it was fabulous, made all the better by having an excited toddler in tow. Continue reading “A note from my sister…”
People used to always tell me I looked like my dad, particularly his side of the family. My granny and other Turner relatives, would say things like “Sarah has the Turner nose” or “she’s got the Turner shaped eyes,” and as a girl I was delighted. I wanted to look like my dad. To me, he looked like Clark Kent with his specs on and Superman without. Continue reading “The Dancer”
I spotted this on one of my friend’s Facebook timeline and I loved it. It made me smile and I think every girl (once she’s past the age of about 21) can relate to it. When you are suddenly a grown up, you find yourself appreciating your mum, for all her strengths, weaknesses, failures, successes, individual quirks, differences, eccentricities and everything and anything in between.
Sarah has written many words of wisdom over the last few months. For someone who has had to deal with all the ups and downs of a parent showing rapid decline in mental function, it must certainly be a challenge. However, it is a much more difficult experience for those trapped in a constant state of upheaval and uncertainty. Continue reading “Haircut Day!”
We are resilient us humans aren’t we? We change, adapt, grow as our situations move around us. I believe that we subconsciously reassess what is acceptable or normal and reevaluate our lives and the things in it against these new parameters constantly. Continue reading “Adapt and Cope”
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