The Thief That Stole My Mom: Our Story of Crossing into Dementia

De: Jenny Greethurst

Narrado por: Courtney Encheff

Our journey started about ten years ago. Today, my mom is dying a slow, dark, humiliating, and despicable death. Her brain is disintegrating before my eyes. The eyes that remember seeing her for the first time when I was three years old, sitting on the floor playing at her feet while she ironed. The day I begin to write this, my mom, for the first time, does not know who I am. I’m no longer her daughter, Jenny. Today, in her utterly confused mind, I am Betty, her non-existent sister. But it’s okay because she still told me she loved me, and for today, that’s good enough.

©2019 Jenny Greethurst (P)2019 Jenny Greethurst

Not what I was looking for

This book was a disappointment. I really wanted to learn more about the experience of loving someone with dementia. This seems to be a biography of the author instead. I only got to chapter eight, but every word was about the author who seems to be a disgruntled adult throwing stabs at her estranged sister. I wish I could have given the story zero stars. This is the first book in 40 years that I have not finished.