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Words for a Best Friend: When memory fades, love remains (#400)

  • Rick LeCouteur
  • Sep 5
  • 2 min read
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Alzheimer’s disease is more than a medical diagnosis. It is a thief, silent and merciless, that robs people not only of memory but of their essence. Of that unique spark that makes them who they are.


I think of a woman I know. Vital, artistic, creative, vivacious, and outgoing. She led her family from the front, guiding them with energy and imagination. She was the heartbeat of her household, the one who turned ordinary days into celebrations of life.


Today, she is here, but only as a shadow of that self. Alzheimer’s has slowly dimmed her light, leaving her family to grieve not just once, but every day, for the pieces of her that slip away.


Alzheimer’s strips away more than memory. It unravels identity. The artist who once painted bold colors across canvas now struggles to hold a brush. The storyteller who filled a room with laughter falls into silence. The leader who once charted the family’s course cannot remember which day it is.


The disease takes dignity, independence, and confidence. Not all at once, but piece by piece. For loved ones, watching this unraveling is a heartbreak beyond words.


When Alzheimer’s enters a family, it does not affect one person alone. It touches everyone.

Spouses become caregivers. Children become protectors. Roles shift in ways no one is prepared for. The daily rhythm of life changes. Meals, conversations, even quiet evenings are no longer familiar.


There is grief, but it is complicated.


Families mourn the loss of the person they knew, while still caring for the person that remains.


They carry sorrow in one hand and love in the other.


There is also exhaustion. Alzheimer’s demands patience that feels endless. Vigilance that never sleeps. Strength that must be summoned anew each morning.


And yet, alongside the fatigue, there is tenderness: moments of clarity, a sudden smile, a fleeting spark of recognition that feels like a small miracle.


And yet, amid loss, families often discover a different kind of love.


A love that is not dependent on memory but grounded in presence.


A love that endures even when words fail.


They find community in others walking the same path, and sometimes a deeper resilience in themselves.


They learn to honor the person who once was, while still cherishing the person who remains.


Alzheimer’s is not just a medical condition; it is a societal challenge. It asks of us compassion, patience, and understanding.


For every individual living with the disease, there is a family living with it too.


We must remember that the person before us is more than their illness. Behind the fading memory is a lifetime of creativity, laughter, and love. A life still deserving of dignity.


A Personal Reflection


As I write these words for my friend, I find myself thinking not only of the disease, but of my lifelong friend and colleague whose wife is walking this hard road. I ache for him. For the partner he loves. For the woman he knew so vividly. And for the daily courage he must summon to face each new change.


My heart is with him as he carries both the weight of loss and the burden of love, and I hope he knows he does not walk this journey alone.


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