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Sons and Daughters

As I grew older, my father grew younger. I was 17 when my father ran away from home, leaving the television on behind him, the remote control lying at the base of the recliner that was still extended. I was supposed to be looking after him that afternoon as he sat in his recliner watching the stock market channel, staring at the numbers, forgetting each and every sign and symbol. I remember trying to keep my heavy lids from falling but finally giving in to the comfort of a woven, cotton blanket and familiar warm pillow. And when I finally awoke that afternoon, I saw that he was gone.

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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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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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It has now been just over three weeks ago that my Mom passed away from Alzheimer’s. I hate this disease. It may have taken her from me three weeks ago but in reality it has been 7 years. This was her second time in Hospice but I knew that this time she would not and could not rally back as she did the first time.

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My Mother was larger than life. She embraced life with style and grace and passion. She was a fashion plate. She wore drop-dead hats with her signature pearls and had the glide of a woman who had won every dance contest. She could capture a room just by entering it.

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My maternal grandmother, an ordained minister in the Congregational Church, died of Alzheimer's in 1976. She was 77 when she died. My father died of Alzheimer's in 2010. He was 85. This picture is of my dad with my daughters in March 2010. He died from the complications of Alzheimer's on October 31, 2010. He was a physician, a passionate supporter of opera, sang in the choir, read voraciously, loved telling stories, gardening, eating, singing, dancing, scuba diving, movies, and traveling.

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I am the only child of a mother with Alzheimer’s. My maternal grandparents died of Alzheimer’s in the 1990′s. I am one of the worried well, with three daughters of my own that this disease will continue through the generations. My Grandfather was a graduate of Westpoint- retired as a Colonel in US Army. My Grandmother was a strong, vibrant woman – she lead the life of a military wife traveling the world and raising my beautiful mother. My Mother, what can I say. She was the most beautiful woman; strong, intelligent, savvy and full of love and adoration for her only child.

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My father is still alive and living with Alzheimer’s Disease and the daily struggles that go along with it. My father went missing in Maryland. My mother was attending a conference at Fort Meade, Maryland and my father was supposed to pick her up at 4 p.m. By 5 p.m. he still had not arrived. My mother reported him missing to the Fort Meade police department and called me at my home in Lubbock, Texas. Thus began some of the most terrible hours of my life. My husband Robert called Lori Gillen (a friend of his), the executive director of the Alzheimer’s Association in Lubbock.

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My name is Kara. I am 22 and I have 2 brothers, ages 19 and 25. Our mother was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s at the age of 50. We were in high school. My college plans were cut short. My dreams were put on hold. My family came together, and did what we needed to do. Being children caretakers of our mother forced us to grow up very quickly. Taking all the responsibilities of the household into our own hands. We watched our mother’s career, friends, and LIFE get taken from her.

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Dad's version goes like this: "Well, Mark twisted my arm to go with some friends to this dinner theater in Cleveland. Guess they needed another guy to make the numbers work. Your mom was one of the gals. We kind of liked each other and we started dating. Pretty soon we got married."

Mom's version is so much lovelier. That morning her friend Irene called to say a few friends were going to a show at Cleveland's Karamu House, the first integrated theatre in the country. Irene asked if Mom would come along. Mom said, "Well, sure."

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