We received a surprise message from Mom’s care facility late last week that they were reinstating visits. My dad and I were so excited!...

We seem to be in a kind of dance. We take three steps forward and one step back. Now that we are all vaccinated with our second dose of...

I’m going to call Mom’s care facility soon to request an appointment to visit with her. It’s been so long since I’ve seen her. I do get...

When my parents moved to Beer Sheva from Netanya in 2017, the transition was very difficult for Mom. She never seemed to settle in their...

Round two of worries to contend with. Two residents at Mom’s care facility have been taken to hospital after contracting COVID-19; four...

Is it true that “No News is Good News?” This week, our interactions with Mom were difficult and depressing. We were unable to connect...

Perhaps the uncertainty in our world-wide predicament is similar to the permanent sense of uncertainty that Alzheimer’s patients experience.

In the absence of our touch, the staff is now responsible for doling out affections to Mom.

I forgot to visit Mom yesterday at her memory care facility. When I realized I’d missed my appointment, it was too late to do anything...

We might think that the easing of restrictions means the end to the coronavirus scare, but we’d be wrong.

How can I not hold her hands and pull her to me for kisses and hugs? That’s how I tell her I love her.

The terms of visitation sound like they’re straight out of a horror movie.

Mom is no longer in our orbit of care. Neither I nor my father—who still visits her everyday—can know what befalls her during her day.

My mom is still here, diminished though she is, and I have the privilege of seeing her.

It’s not a matter of how many goodbyes we have left, but how many hellos