As my mother’s Alzheimer’s progressed and her dependence increased, Mama refused to acknowledge she needed help. For the first time ever, I saw her being rude to the girl we brought in to cut her hair, fire a caregiver we had hired to help around the house, and urge us to go back to our own homes because she didn’t need a “babysitter.”
The ways we were trying to love her were only making her more anxious.
How do we love someone who is no longer the same? We have to change, too.
Here are 4 ways we can adapt to a loved one with dementia in ways that benefit them, from examples of how God loves us.
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