Our comfort zone would change abruptly on my first job transfer to New York. This disruption would be repeated 3 times in 5 years. Each time our children adjusting to new schools, leaving friends, and beginning new relationships. The final move would come when we were empty nesters. The scene remained the same as we drove away from our Hilltop Drive home for the last time. Tears of joy and sorrow.
We remained in our last home in the Hollywood Hills of Los Angeles for 26 years. The progression of Molly’s Alzheimer’s disease eventually required her to move to assisted living. There would be no more holiday celebrations or weekends by the pool with family and friends. Jeff, Tim, Amy, and I began long weeks of sorting through the many items pictures, and collections accumulated over 50 plus years of marriage. Each one of us discovered things that would trigger memories. We shared tears, and laughter preparing the house to be sold. We began hearing from friends who related their memories of Molly, and things she had done to help them, and in some cases change their lives.
That’s where the idea of The Memory Kit had its roots. Sometime later it became a work in progress. We realized that what we learned as care givers could maybe help others with their journey in caring for an Alzheimer’s patient. Everyone involved, the patient, family, friends, and the care giver team would benefit. Later, as we have learned, The Memory Kit, would help make the grieving process a bit more bearable.
When we drove down the driveway in the Hollywood hills for the last time there were no tears. It was no longer a home. It was just a house.
P.S. When the memory kit app is launched later this year I hope our friends will share memories of Molly.