I have a history of finding sweetness in food when life gets hard. But I’ve learned that chocolate isn’t a solution. It certainly can’t solve the pain I feel as I lose my mother to Alzheimers. By staying present, instead of numbing out, I am finding light in the darkness.
A few years ago I received the news that my mother was in the final stage of Alzheimer’s disease and had less than three years to live. The disease started to take my mother when she was only fifty-five years old. Within a decade, it viciously stole her mind, memory, voice and identity.