Where the Light Gets In - Losing My Mother Only to Find Her Again by Kimberly Williams-Paisley - This true story is about a family's experience with the sad and early medical diagnosis of one of their own. Kimberly is married with children, and her smart, confident mother is the victim of early onset dementia. It's a slow and relentless disease, and Kimberly writes with love and compassion. She and her family came to understand that you've got to meet the patient where they are in every situation. Anger, frustration and impatience will not change a thing. It always makes me sad to see anyone being impatient with someone who has memory/brain issues because don't you think the person would be better if they could be?
War Room - This is an incredible movie. It's not about military war and military men strategizing ways for their side to win. The war room here is a room where larger battles are fought, and the elderly woman who leads the way knows how to gather her forces and the best way to prevail against the biggest enemy of all. She mentors a younger professional woman whose life seems to be slowly disintegrating, and the powerful performances by all the actors are more than inspirational. It's an excellent and powerful story.In my own war room
(every room in my house) things are coming along. Very slowly, but
every day a bit of an accomplishment. I can't wait for the process to be
finished. I started on the huge pile of stuff loaded on a lucite cart
in the dining room. I want to make cards. I want to make
scrapbooks. I want to bead. That's downstairs. Upstairs, I want to sew. And all over the place I want to organize and I want to decorate. Slowly slowly I will get there.
Her Heart On Her Sleeve: I live in a suburb north of Chicago, and I read, bead, make jewelry, sew, watch TV and movies, crochet, craft, decorate, go to house and garage sales, walk and go on beach walks, listen to music, take pictures, cook and bake, read, and write about all of it on herheartonhersleeve. I have a companion blog called Jewlery by Dianne Sophia at diannesophia.blogspot.com where I write exclusively about my jewelry.
Jewelry By Dianne Sophia: I have been collecting vintage jewelry since I was a girl growing up in Detroit, and have been designing and making jewelry for 15 years. I love to work with pearls and crystals, semi-precious stones, Sterling Silver and Gold, along with vintage beads and materials. I delight in combining shape, pattern and color in new ways. I'm inspired and influenced by my travels and experiences as a reader, writer, photographer and student of life. My blog herheartonhersleeve.blogspot.com chronicles my life in art and popular culture.
Where the Light Gets In - Losing My Mother Only to Find Her Again by Kimberly Williams-Paisley - This true story is about a family's experience with the sad and early medical diagnosis of one of their own. Kimberly is married with children, and her smart, confident mother is the victim of early onset dementia. It's a slow and relentless disease, and Kimberly writes with love and compassion. She and her family came to understand that you've got to meet the patient where they are in every situation. Anger, frustration and impatience will not change a thing. It always makes me sad to see anyone being impatient with someone who has memory/brain issues because don't you think the person would be better if they could be? 
War Room - This is an incredible movie. It's not about military war and military men strategizing ways for their side to win. The war room here is a room where larger battles are fought, and the elderly woman who leads the way knows how to gather her forces and the best way to prevail against the biggest enemy of all. She mentors a younger professional woman whose life seems to be slowly disintegrating, and the powerful performances by all the actors are more than inspirational. It's an excellent and powerful story.In my own war room
(every room in my house) things are coming along. Very slowly, but
every day a bit of an accomplishment. I can't wait for the process to be
finished. I started on the huge pile of stuff loaded on a lucite cart
in the dining room. I want to make cards. I want to make
scrapbooks. I want to bead. That's downstairs. Upstairs, I want to sew. And all over the place I want to organize and I want to decorate. Slowly slowly I will get there.
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