Does the grief ever end or does it just keep transforming itself? My mom has AD, middle stages. She was never a good mom, so there is grief about that. Bit by bit she is losing her abilities and the things that made her uniquely "her." She just moved to a retirement home last week and even though she can no longer really handle having her own kitchen, it is sad to see her have her meals prepared for her, struggling to figure out how to open her mini-fridge, getting confused about minor things.
This could go on for years. How do you keep some balance with an ongoing grief like this?
This could go on for years. How do you keep some balance with an ongoing grief like this?






