Dementia Diary: Alzheimer’s sweeps an eraser across the blackboard... We are all dust

Do you ever wonder how a memory forms? Does it crystallise, images tightly bound by place or time, a seed, an acorn to a mighty oak tree, the branches of interconnectivity: “Remember this, remember that, remember when, remember them?”

I never use the word remember in conversation with Mum.

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Keeping Mum, a Dementia Diary at The Irish Times - The word dementia is not enough to name an illness that has been likened to a slow death