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A STORY FROM THE LOVED ONE WITH DEMENTIA
I can't remember much these days. My mind is like a fog, thick and heavy. I know I used to be someone, but now I feel like a stranger in my own body.
I see flashes of memories, like snapshots in my mind. I see my husband's face, but I can't remember his name. I see my children, but they are just faces without names or stories attached to them.
I try to hold on to these memories, but they slip through my fingers like sand. I know I am forgetting something important, but I don't know what it is.
I try to fill the void with made-up stories. I tell myself that I am a queen, or a famous actress. But deep down, I know they are not real.
I am scared. Scared of what will happen to me if I lose all of my memories. Will I cease to exist? Will I be forgotten?
But then, there are moments of clarity. Moments when the fog lifts and I remember who I am. I remember my husband's name, and the love we shared. I remember my children's names and the joy they brought me.
Those moments make it all worth it. They give me hope that even though I am losing my mind, I will never lose my soul.
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