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…ney of dementia. Being her daughter had never been easy, and being her caretaker was equally arduous. Our relationship had always been troubled. Before dementia took hold of my mom, we hadn’t spoken for two years.
Ilona Goanos
Cappelli, MFA, JD, PhD
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