Dear Dementia….

I hate you. I hate you more than anything in the world.

Never again will I hear my gran’s sing song voice; now it’s nothing but a dry rasp.

Never again will I listen to her stories from youth; they’re replaced with mumblings of events that never happened – today we all died in a plane crash and she thought we were ghosts.

Never again will I enjoy her amazing humour and quick wit; it’s now replaced with a confused look that longs for understanding.

Never again will I see her give a warm loving smile and a twinkle in her eyes; instead a vacant expression greets me except for the fleeting moment she recognised me and told me she loved me.

Never again will I hold a conversation about anything; her responses are confused and make no sense.

Never again will I make new memories with her.

There’s so much I want to tell her but she will forget.  I want to share my happiness, my sadness…. But she doesn’t understand.

Dear Dementia; you stole my gran from me and I want her back, so badly.  

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