Hi I just wanted to post as yet again I sit here with leaky eyes!! As a daughter who has had to deal with rapid decline of her mother it's sometimes just overwhelming. I say the smallest things as today my mum sat making pipe cleaner models. That's good some of you may say! She's actively engaging you may tell me. But actually this smallest of things broke my heart. Why you might ask. The reason is simple. All my life there was this wonderfully strong, widely opinionated lady who was always there. Pipe cleaner dolls was just not what she does. Sorry if I sound like I'm moaning about a small thing but to me it just summarised everything that I cannot yet accept about dementia and what happens.