Adventures in Dementia*land: Part VII

The Smell of Prell: Nostalgia Comes Knocking Tonight was intended to be the....


Adventures in Dementia*land: Part VI

On Hideous Toe Nails and Moments of Intimacy   3 Jesus, knowing....


Adventures in Dementia*land: Part V

When What Dementia Takes Away Is a Good Thing One of the gifts of dementia and memory loss is that traumatic things can be largely forgotten. And it’s not just that the event is forgotten, but even the emotional residue. This is not always true,....


Adventures in Dementia*land: Part IV

On Subsequently, and not Unrelatedly, My Recovering My Mother When I see my....


Adventures in Dementia*land Part III

Click Here for Part I. Click Here for Part II. On My Mother Losing Her....


Adventures in Dementia*land: Part II

Introduction The Short Version: We have been successful in moving my mother from one memory care facility 2,000 and 3,000 miles away from her children to another one that is a 30 minute walk from my brother and a much shorter plane ride away from....


Adventures in Dementia*land: Part I

Preface The following is a series of posts on the terrain I have encountered....


Gather Together

Do not be alone right now. Gather together. Gathering together grows....


An Invisible Thread: A Farewell Sermon

Let us start with a poem We all have a thread that runs through our lives. Sometimes we know what it is. Sometimes we think we know what it is. Sometimes, as Elea recently preached, we make plans based on what we understand is our thread, our....


Fear of Fueling Islamophobia: A Few Days Out From the Orlando

My grief -- at the Orlando massacre and the barely imaginable loss of life,....