Having just lost a gorgeous, funny, brilliant family member to frontotemporal dementia, I can assure you it is an awful disease. Right up there with ALS. B was a published writer, a well-loved university professor, and then, BAM, she was walking into other classrooms and wandering the halls. It was just the beginning.

But I have a musing, since I have 3 people in my life now with varying stages of dementia.

All three have a history of very fearful thinking. When they were younger, I mean. All have been taking drugs to combat the anxiety they battle. I wonder these days if that was not a forecast. I'm talking fearful thinking about everyday matters, not nuclear war.

Feedback welcome. Very good piece, thank you, Bev.