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Many of you are now familiar with Feature Foods, our current title and presenting sponsor, from their title sponsorship of last year’s Memory Ball. But how much do you really know about Feature Foods and their world class quality seafood? Having grown up around Feature...

by Claire Poirier

children's book Love You Forever

My mum was one of my best friends. Every morning she would walk into my room, wake me up and I would sit on her lap as she brushed my hair. Then at night, she would read me a story or we would chat about our days, and on many occasions she would fall asleep right next to me in my bed. Jane and I shared one of the most precious bonds of my childhood; we were so similar, which is why we got along so well. When I was in grade nine, we got the life changing news. She was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s. At that time we all knew the end result as my grandfather passed alway peacefully, just two years prior. We lived in denial for a couple years, hoping it was menopause that was getting the best of her, but she knew deep down that wasn’t it. I spent that entire summer with her up at my cottage, she was extremely depressed, and there was nothing I could do. Looking back I wish I put my selfish adolescence ways behind me and talked to her more during the time that she was still lucid.

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Having Everything and Losing Everything, Much Too Early

by Carolyn Poirier

Alzheimer’s disease has been a part of my life for over a decade. It has taken the lives of many people close to me, in a long and painful way.  The difference between this disease and any other terminal illness, is that the person is physically alive for many years after you’ve lost them; that I believe to be the hardest reality for the caregivers and family members. My grandfather was diagnosed first, and was my first real exposure to the disease. To me (at age 12) he was just a forgetful sweet old man, who over time became more and more disengaged. He was physically around for 5 years after the diagnosis but passed away before my final year in high school. His case was one of the kinder ones, relatively quick and his calm and happy personality shone through until the end.