My mom has dementia. She was my best friend, but the person I knew is gone.

Only two years ago, Mother's Day was a wonderful, beautiful holiday. My mother had quickly and happily adjusted to her new life in a senior apartment complex after I moved her in April. Her house had become too much for her to handle, and the proceeds from the sale paid for her apartment rent. She loved her new life and all the friends she was making. They announced families were invited to an upcoming Mother's Day brunch and she wanted to show off her family to her new friends.