With dementia, though I know she has it, I want her to be like she was before.

With her dementia, it is hard to separate what I want to do from what she is capable of doing.

With her dementia, I want her to be organized like she was before.

With her dementia, I want her to wake up and be ready for the day.

With her dementia, I want her to go with me and walk in the sunshine and enjoy the day.

With her dementia, I want her to comb her hair as she likes it to be. Men are not good at hair.

Even with her dementia, I want her to be aware of her surroundings.

With dementia I want her to be with me in the present.

Though she has dementia I want her to help plan our future.

But with her dementia and her associated Parkinson mobility issues little of that is possible. I do not know what is possible anymore and that frustrates me.

If that sounds like a lament to you then I have accomplished my goal.

Carpe Diem.