My mom has been diagnosed with dementia

No one wants to say that, but it has happened. I'm an author by trade and want to share my journey with my mom. I know some days will be painful but some days will be joyful.

This will be a bit like a journal. I'll probably rant at times. If I learn something I'll share. If I have questions I'll ask.

I love my mom and hate that this is going to happen I'm just glad we caught it early...or early enough. 

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