As I read all the different posts which have so many common elements, I sometimes tear up. The greatest and most common elements are: I want to go home. I want my mother and father. Alzheimer's strips all the superficial things away, it seems. What can be more basic for us than home and parents, the ultimate security? My mother is so worried about her mother (who died in 1970), even though it wasn't at all a happy or good relationship. All that is forgotten & gone. Now it's just mother and child and home. For me, it has put into perspective the rat race we often unknowingly get into. I have quit a stressful job & am opting for easier employment, even though it's not as lucrative. Relationships matter more than a new car or toy or whatever. It all comes down to that in the end.