We sadly lost my Mum to Dementia a few years ago & it was awful to see her go through this horrid disease, which robbed Mum of her dignity & peace in her later years

My dad was officially diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in February 2024. His memory had declined slowly over the previous ten years, and it took a lot of persuasion before he finally agreed to see a doctor. He still won’t acknowledge the diagnosis and insists he’s simply “losing it with age,” which can be frustrating. As a family, we’ve had to adjust - not just to the physical demands of being a carer but to the emotional and communicative changes as well. We’ve learned to modify our tone and the way we speak to him, and we continue to adapt as his memory worsens month by month.

Seeing how my dad’s memory loss and confusion affect him in day to day life has made me realise how important small, practical acts of understanding really are.

This is a photo of dad in his happy place on the sofa next to the dog attempting to do some puzzles.

In loving memory of our mum, whose kindness and quiet strength touched so many.

She gave her time freely to her local Alzheimer’s charity, supporting those facing difficult journeys with compassion, patience, and dignity. She never sought recognition—she simply cared.

We are incredibly proud of the difference she made and grateful to call her our mum.

Her kindness lives on in every life she touched

My dear husband of 38 years was diagnosed with dementia in 2024, he has always been my rock as I have mobility problems. Since his diagnosis our lives have changed considerably, his memories of our time together has been almost totally been erased. We now take each day at a time. Because of other medical problems he is only allowed the lower dose of MEMANTINE. I miss him so much. Nobody to discuss how I feel. I just feel so alone.

I am supporting The Alzheimer’s Society in memory of my beautiful Mum, Sadie Molesworth who lost her battle with this dreadful disease , 7 years ago.
My Mum was an amazing, loving Mum , who dedicated herself to looking after our family.
When she was diagnosed with dementia about 18 years ago, we knew nothing about this disease and had very little support.
I was told by the consultant to “ go away and enjoy the rest of your Mums life , whilst she can remember you.” We were left heartbroken and had to navigate this whole new, very cruel world.
My Dad died very suddenly and this just turned my Mums world upside down and without doubt, accelerated her dementia.
After many falls in her home( mostly at night when I wasent there), we were given no choice but to put mum into a care home. This guilt will forever stay with me.
After 9 very long and hard years, the last 5 of them my Mum no longer knowing who any of us were, my beautiful Mum lost her battle.
This May , both myself and my daughter are walking the 31 miles in May , in memory of my Mum.
Every step, I shall be thinking of her and all the others who are living with or have lost their life to this very, very cruel disease.
Hopefully oneday we can find a cure.
In June , I will wear my forget me not broach with pride and love. Xxx