I Don’t Deserve This

The dining room at the nursing home is abuzz with excitement.  Everyone knows something special is about to happen, but no one knows exactly what it is.  Music is playing as everyone gathers and chatter fills the air.  Soon someone picks up the microphone and asks if Ms. Mabel Jones is in the house.  Everyone…

An Invitation That Can Change Your Life

OK, so the title might be a bit of an overreach, but we are having a party to celebrate our 25th anniversary and we want you to be there.  In fact, it won’t be the same without you.  On May 11th, no matter where you are, we ask you to sign up and join us. …

The Recovering Caregiver

Hello, my name is P.K. Beville and I’m a recovering caregiver.  I don’t state this tongue in cheek.  I’m serious.  I write this because caregiving can be like an addiction.  All you think about is the person you love and care for.  Your first thought in the morning is about your loved one and hurrying…

What’s My Favorite Dream?

It’s hard to believe that on January 15th it will be 25 years of answering that question.  Twenty-five years of care and feeding has gone into taking a concept of fulfilling dreams for our elders along with dedication to dementia training and turning it into an international phenomenon.  Most nonprofits don’t last more than a few years and…

Being Thankful For Those With Dementia

By giving people with dementia an unvarnished look and removing our own fears and worry; there is beauty.    Those suffering from dementia have exceptional fortitude as they try to grasp understanding the world around them and staying in the game of life.  They deserve credit for that.  There is longing for connection at any level. It’s beautiful to watch them find ways…

He Called The Shots

Over the past several months I’ve spent lots of time trying to figure out the best way to write this blog.   Somehow writing this makes things even more real so I’m just going to let the blog write itself.  At 6:18 AM on July 28th it happened.  The thing I had been dreading for most of…

It’s All in the Eyes

Day to day there’s not much that bothers me. I don’t cuss out the person who cuts me off in traffic. I’m calm when a person in front of me in a grocery line can’t find their credit card.  I even hold it together when I’m on hold for 30 minutes to talk to customer service or make a doctor’s…