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The saddest part is that my story isn’t unique. Many who read this will have similar ones to tell. Noticing that my mom wasn’t quite right was a scary revelation. Realizing that it was happening at the age of 55 was terrifying. She is a wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend -- roles that she taught me how to do well. She was an avid reader and trivia buff. She was a registered nurse at a nursing home for 22 years, a job she enjoyed tremendously. She has lived in one now for 7 years.

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When I first came to college in fall of 2010, I wasn't passionate about anything. I was living on a day-to-day basis. Some friends influenced me to rush a fraternity and that's when everything changed. Upon entering the Phi Gamma Delta Fraternity house, also known as Fiji, I came across a picture frame. Inside the frame was a bike jersey along with two pictures: one taken by the Pacific Ocean in California, and the other at the Atlantic in Virginia. A member of the fraternity noticed my interest and began telling me the story.

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My First memory of Alzheimer's disease is quite poignant and left an indelible mark in my mind as a child. We lived in California and our family traveled to Iowa for a family reunion. The main hallmark of this event was to visit my maternal great -grandmother for the first and last time. I had never met her, but I remember my mother looking forward to seeing her grandmother whom she had fond memories of. Mind you, this was not a visit, but a last farewell to a woman who meant a great deal to the family.

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