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some days good, some days bad longing for the old mother makes me sad but thankful she is yet among the living through tears, love will never stop giving.</p><p id="f6ff">For additional reads:</p><div id="4b12" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/dementia-and-the-artist-3009381b51fe"> <div> <div> <h2>Dementia and The Artist</h2> <div><h3>How my mother finds peace in a restless brain coloring pictures.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*vCw7giVCsM1Hkrnd)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="85e0" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-good-the-bad-and-the-ugly-12035760d0c1"> <div> <div> <h2>The Good, The Bad, and The

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My Enraptured Fraternal Twins

How one soul is torn into two, dementia & mother.

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Every day is a new day discovering a new way to deal with whatever comes thru making me readjust to one day a beautiful mother I get the next day a nightmare to detest the cycle repeat whenever dementia rises up more clever in the eyes of my mother, there is confusion dementia rendering her much delusion every day is a balancing act working hard to counteract all the madness in her thoughts lie doing my best, so hard I try to make each day a joy for her to behold trying to reach with love, her soul some days good, some days bad longing for the old mother makes me sad but thankful she is yet among the living through tears, love will never stop giving.

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