Finding Life in the Land of Alzheimer’s – Excerpt
For the next fifteen minutes I try to ease myself through the transition from Maplewood into the world I know, the world I am comfortable with. It is a world of thoughts and ideas, of talk, of concepts, of books to be read and discussed, films to be seen. Diapers go on babies in my world.
The world I have just emerged from is entirely different: small, close, insular, tangible, unpredictable, earthy. This world is a series of disconnected intimate moments. Whatever happens happens when it wants to happen not when you want it to. This world demands something different of you from moment to moment. I think of my life as the “real world” and Maplewood as something else. But maybe I’m wrong.
Buy it here: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Powells