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Guest Post By: Jaden L Morga A Love Story That’s Still Unfolding I’ve watched my grandmother, I call her Nanay , which means “Mom” in Tagalog , care for my grandfather for years. First after his stroke, and now as they begin to navigate his early onset dementia. He’s still himself in many ways. He still tells his chicken farm stories, still laughs at her jokes, still offers his quiet companionship. But he’s in a wheelchair now, and he relies on her for almost everything. The

Guest Author: Christine O’Connor As an only child tasked with caring for my mother with Alzheimer’s while working full-time in a demanding public relations job, I often felt like I was living two lives. Even with a daytime caregiver, language barriers and lack of transportation meant that every appointment, every call, every crisis fell to me. I learned the hard way how much planning and support matter. This guide shares techniques I adopted, along with those recommended by o

The first signs seemed so small that they were easy to dismiss. A forgotten word here, a misplaced item there. My mom, a sharp and meticulous woman who spent decades as a medical malpractice attorney, started stumbling over details she used to command effortlessly. I remember referencing an internet checklist with my siblings, the kind that compares “normal aging” to “possible Alzheimer’s”. We went through every line and decided it was all just age-related. How could it be an

Margaret and her husband James enjoyed their independence. They each had their own hobbies, traveled often alone to see family, and were...