Hidden Messages in the Midst of Demented Ramblings
Originally posted on bridgesburning:
The strangest thing happened yesterday and the thought of it stays with me today. I visit frequently and regularly with a dear relative who suffers from dementia. The kind of dementia doesn’t matter, it all translates to the same thing. Inability to communicate, to understand, to know. I read once that someone asked an old man why he went to…