Mike Barnes begins his book by explaining how he wrote this book and how we may use it. He wrote it "In short bits," as he had time to write between caregiving. We might also only have time to read these "Messages in bottles" in bits.
Barnes' description of how it all begins resonates, how we sense something is 'not quite right.' At first we are not quite sure, the change is so subtle and then, there are more moments where we are nudged once again into wondering. "Alzheimer's beginnings are mysterious. What eventually becomes a great river sweeping all before it may start as thin rivulets wetting grass or leaves deep in a forest half a continent away - origins never to be seen or even guessed at." I remember my grandma looking back and pinpointing where she thought it all began with my grandad.
Quote that the author emphasized: "All people with dementia, and some of them strikingly, show depths of sensitive awareness, resilience rising to heroism, and a capacity for joyful relatedness that is almost totally missing from public discussions of their condition."
Barnes also writes that "Dementia is a story of unravelling. Of dismantling. Of undoing. Some threads, now undone, will turn out to have been knots that blocked rather than supported, snarls that only looked like ties." Perhaps having dementia frees the mind in some way.
Barnes writes that the casual prejudice his mother had expressed throughout her life was now gone. "People were just people, finally. Black, brown, yellow, pink. She orientated to niceness, to warmth - like a sunflower tracking the sun - and had an enhanced ability to detect genuine kindness, as all fragile and dependent persons must."
Closing words, "For the goodment of others. For the goodment of yourself. Be with"