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Where Does Retentiveness Live?

Our minds may grow confused too forgetful but the whole of us, our essential selves, somewhere, somehow, nosotros volition ever remember.

By Karen Brenner


My dad frequently said,

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“Karen is only similar a duck. Every twenty-four lx minutes menstruum she wakes up, it’s a build novel world.”

I was never certain if dad was maxim something expert or bad close me, but this contestation does behaviour some resemblance to the truth.

I create tend to start out each twenty-four lx minutes menstruum alongside a sunny outlook, except inwards the calendar month of October. Every twelvemonth it sneaks upward on me, this downward spiral, this feeling of going real fast inwards the downward elevator. Because I am a flake thick (or a flake duck-like) I never seem to hold upward able to think that this fourth dimension of year, early on autumn, volition convey close a abrupt too deep depression.

This has been happening to me since I was diagnosed alongside uterine cancer inwards October, 2002. Even though I was real fortunate too recovered completely from the bout alongside cancer, something deep within of me however struggles alongside this fourth dimension of year, fifty-fifty nine years later.


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I create uncovering it interesting that my torso registers the fourth dimension of twelvemonth earlier my heed seems to.

Perhaps it is the cooling temperatures, the cobalt blueish of the sky, too the shorter daylight of autumn that signals something deep within of my subconscious too brings on this plunge into melancholia. Once I think why this is happening to me, too hence I start out to recover too climb out of the pit that I autumn into every twelvemonth at this time.

Recently, every bit I was pulling out of this annual malaise, I had an intense wishing for fried chicken too biscuits alongside honey. We don’t unremarkably swallow meat these days, too rarely swallow anything fried, but this craving would non acquire away. So, I bought some chicken, soaked it inwards buttermilk, dredged it inwards flour too fried it upward too served it alongside homemade buttermilk biscuits too honey. Tom was surprised at the dinner I cooked that night, but he enjoyed it every bit much every bit I did.

And too hence I remembered why I wanted to laid fried chicken too biscuits. Every autumn, when I was a kid, our schoolhouse shut ane twenty-four lx minutes menstruum hence that nosotros could all attend the Texas State Fair inwards Dallas. It was a wonderful twenty-four lx minutes menstruum for us, my cousins, sisters too me. We would ride the caterpillar too yell when the comprehend shut over us every bit nosotros raced around the track. Then in that place was the roller coaster too the double Ferris Wheel to build us yell some more. We would receive got a intermission from the Midway too poke around the barns that housed the farm exhibitions. Then, it was dorsum to the dissonance too the rides too nosotros would dare each other to sit down inwards the real in conclusion auto of the roller coaster ane in conclusion time.

The twenty-four lx minutes menstruum ever ended the same way, standing inwards business to purchase our box of fried chicken alongside biscuits too dearest from the wonderful restaurant, Youngbloods.

They were famous for their authentic REAL southern fried chicken too biscuits. The boxes had holes inwards them hence that the steam from the nutrient could escape from the box (steam would build the fried chicken soggy). The steam rising from that niggling box was intoxicating. We sat on the grass of the fairgrounds past times the duck pond, listening to the music from the band stand upward every bit the autumn Sun was depression inwards the sky, too the lights from the midway were outset to twinkle. Later, nosotros would reckon our parents, aunts too uncles past times BIG TEX, a giant cowboy statue who stood inwards the middle of the fair grounds. Of course, everyone else at the fair had made plans to reckon past times Big Tex hence in that place was ever a scramble of people trying to uncovering their families too friends for the drive home.

This autumn, I intend I receive got finally learned the lesson that our memories are stored non alone inwards our minds, but also inwards our bodies.

I promise to convey this novel agreement to the run that Tom too I create alongside people living alongside Alzheimer’s.

Giving people the chance to engage their senses (even if some or all of those senses may hold upward degraded) is such a powerful pathway to memory, reconnection too reminiscence.

We think non only alongside our minds, but through our bodies. We think (body, spirit, mind) those things nosotros tasted, smelled, felt, heard, saw, experienced. Our whole beingness remembers.

We are non only those things that our minds may or may non think clearly; nosotros are walking encyclopedias of colors, emotions, nosotros are living libraries of stories.

Our minds may grow confused too forgetful but the whole of us, our essential selves, somewhere, somehow, nosotros volition ever remember.

Big Tex at the Texas State Fair. Ferris bike inwards the background.



Tom too Karen Brenner are Montessori Gerontologists, researchers, consultants, trainers too writers dedicated to working for civilization alter inwards the champaign of aging. Tom is a gerontologist too has specialized inwards creating too researching dementia specific preparation programs. Karen Brenner is a Montessori educator too has specialized inwards working alongside children who are deaf or communication disordered. They receive got been published inwards magazines too journals both inwards the USA too internationally. Learn to a greater extent than close Tom too Karen at Brenner Pathways


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