My Memory Impairment Journey

If only...................

My brain worked liked most people my age.

I wasn't diagnosed with a memory impairment at age 47.

I could remember more of my cherished memories.

People close to me understood what it is really like for me.

I didn't struggle to find the right words in my brain when I want to say something to someone.

My brain didn't get foggy and make it difficult for me to function.

There was a cure for all memory impairments.

I could always remember & recognize people who I have known for a long time.

There was something that I could do to make my brain work better.

My life was less challenging for me to deal with.

I wouldn't struggle to figure out someone's name even though in my heart I am

sure that I know them.

Completing simple tasks weren't sometimes so difficult for me to do.

It was easy to educate people about what it is like living with a memory impairment.

My daughter would trust me to take care of my twin infant granddaughters alone.

This memory impairment wouldn't keep taking things from me.

The thick fog wasn't so scary for me to deal with.

I had someone in my life to help me when things become difficult.