How quickly I go from elation to despair—from reveling in my brother Simon’s impromptu three-day visit to anguishing over the person most...

I never cease to be amazed by peoples' reactions to Mom. Sometimes she embarrasses the hell out of me. Today, when we were in the...

I cannot take care of both my mom and my 1½-year-old grandson at the same time. Perhaps this is an obvious observation, but it became...

When a fuse blew in my parent's apartment, at first my dad couldn't find the source of the incident. It seemed localized to their...

I recently heard a radio show about an Alzheimer’s patient, who, when unable to draw a clock as part of his doctor’s assessment, went...

It startles me every time, the way Mom can’t keep in mind what is right in front of her. Last night we went to my son’s army swearing-in...

Here’s what I found under Jeff’s bed-side table: a dusty bag filled with emails from 1997 and 1998. I wasn’t quite sure how they got...