I am a single person caring for my mom who has dementia. The main thing that I want to do is help Mom maintain some sense of dignity. And I worry about her being home alone while I am at work (Mom lives with me).

I miss my confidante; I told Mom everything. It's hard to deal with the role reversal. Instead of her taking care of me, I'm taking care of her. But I let her believe that we are taking care of each other, which in many ways we are.

Having Mom live with me gives me a chance to be with her and tell her that I love her everyday. I try not to think about the future because I know that the progression of this disease is unbearably awful. In the meantime I pray for a cure. And I continue to strive to give Mom the best care possible.