Kids can start learning earlier than you think. The childhood lessons my parents taught me served as a powerful, lifelong legacy in the wake of their untimely and sudden deaths.
I was badly injured in the accident that killed my mother. Never was I more at peace with her death than in those six months between the funeral and when I started walking again.
I had to remind myself, repeatedly, that my mom was dead. If I can imagine what it feels like to have dementia, this might be it. Having to be told the same bad news again and again and again.
