For the past several years my mom has suffered from dementia.
She has trouble remembering how old my kids are.
She can have the same conversation with me 4 times within 10 minutes and express the same surprise each time.
And yet with every visit I find new bits of decor here and there.
A Fall vignette.
A pretty magazine photo she clipped and framed while I sat in her living room.
This sweet heart-shaped piece of driftwood she found outside.
Somehow her brain has hung on tightly to her own legacy of creating beauty in her home.
And while I am devastated by what my mom can't remember, I am so thankful that she has maintained this integral part of her very being.
Thank-you mom for what you have imparted to us...I hope we will hold on to it as tightly as you have.
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