“If that’s not living well with dementia, I don’t know what is!”

Those of us living with dementia advocate living in the moment. Even if that moment lasts till one in the morning. That’s what happened on our first weekend away.

Thirty or so of us took off to the coast, not knowing quite what to expect. A group of people in our 40s and 50s with varying degrees of need gathering together to enjoy each others’ company. Well, it far exceeded anyone’s expectations. Many folks saying they haven’t laughed so much in ages. Admittedly, it did take a fair bit of preparation but the experience was so enjoyable, we plan to do it again in the summer.

Don’t be going away with a thought that we’re all far too sick. One lady was in a wheelchair, another is unable to communicate verbally, but boy, if she was enjoying every minute!

For me, well, it was about being with like-minded people, where it didn’t matter one hoot that I couldn’t find my words. Ten minutes later the guy next to me couldn’t find his. It gave us an opportunity to get to know each other better, and for caregivers to meet and share. Now if that’s not living well with dementia, I don’t know what is!