This is Alzheimer’s. I guess out of respect for my mother’s privacy, in addition to my own reluctance to be super public about my private life, I haven’t really talked about Alzheimer’s. Here’s a story. My beloved cockatoo Bunny died a tragic death on friday. I’m devastated, and I’ve been mostly alone with my mom all weekend since then, as my sister has been enjoying (a well deserved) break out of town. I’ve been gutted with my grief and guilt and broken heart, missing my feathered joy engine with an intensity I don’t think I’ve ever felt before. The wound … Continue reading This is Alzheimer’s