Chimney Rock, one of the most famous and recognizable landmarks for pioneer travelers on the Oregon, California, and Mormon trails. A natural geologic formation, it became a symbol of the great western migration. My Grandmother’s headstone reads, “She Loved Life”. I never got the chance to ask her why she wanted that very statement on her headstone. She died with…
My good friends and I (they happen to be 91- and 97-year-old women who do not have dementia) have agreed that we either need to learn to keep our mouths shut, or we need to invest in duct tape. Each of us are Moms of adults kids, you see, and each of us love our kids so dearly that we…
Families often share, when speaking about their loved one with dementia, “He just won’t get up out his chair.” Or, “I can’t seem to get Mom out the door for a walk anymore.” When I suggest to my friend Lola that it is a beautiful day for a walk and that I wonder if she would like to join me,…
Last Sunday, I spoke with my friend Nan who lives in Houston. She is eighty-five years old and lives alone in the home she and her late husband moved into decades before. She is healthy of mind and body, except for a recent seizure that left her restricted from driving. Her two daughters live close, are attentive, and see her…
Current dementia care most often has “controlling (unpleasant) dementia behaviors” as its goal. But I would like to suggest that we can do better; that an approach of “managing the environment” is the right goal. Let me see if I can explain. When our approach is that of controlling dementia behaviors, it puts us in a position of responding to…
Prestige: n. “the respect and admiration that someone gets for being successful or important” My guess is that most folks would not say that they have earned the term “prestige”. We might think of this term attached to the notion of notoriety or fame or power. But per Merriam Webster, it is more simple than that. Every person wishes to…
No one expected 2020 to turn out like it has. This year has required adjustments, patience, and new learning. No one expects, or hopes, for dementia to be part of one’s own life. Once dementia is part of the equation, it requires families to adjust the way they do things, often hiring in help, or changing expectations or the ways…
In sitting down to pen this blog today, the most predominant feeling is that of gratitude. Humble gratitude for the good of today, of this season, and especially for the good of what we do as the Better People Care team. So thank you, and we rest in these moments of gratitude: To God, who made Better People Care an…
My Grandmother’s headstone, resting in the High Butte Cemetery where the sun rises over Chimney Rock reads, “She loved life”. My Grandmother grew up in a sod house in the panhandle of Western Nebraska on land that her father and his three brothers homesteaded. I stand on this land now and wonder how they ever made sod “bricks” for their…
Two and a half weeks ago, Bob and his wife and I went for a walk in their neighborhood. It was a lovely Colorado day with sunny skies and clear air. We walked to their neighbor’s rock, which is Bob’s favorite spot to sit and rest. We all sat and rested and chatted a bit before heading home. Bob stopped…
