My mom has lost all interest in life. The crossword books she used to love are left on the end table untouched. She was always so good with crosswords. She would work every one she got her hands on. Now I can't even encourage her to try to help me with one. She was once a brilliant artist and has many original works worthy of an art gallery, but those abilities are gone. She loved to read and loved to watch movies. I have bought simple books to try to encourage her to read, but the books go unopened. Any movie we play on tv is a waste of time. As soon as the movie starts she falls asleep. She can't hold a conversation and can't remember what happened an hour ago, let alone expecting her to recall what she ate yesterday. Where did it all go? Why is she like this? She has no interest in the people around her and only perks up when one of the four of her children show up. Mom has been in Assisted Living for two months now. There is endless activity there. She has a beautiful room and people who assist her day and night. But there is still no light in her eyes, no thrill in her voice. She is just a shell of her former self. Is there no hope to find something that will bring some delight into her life? I wonder how her thoughts traverse through her mind. Is this disease painful? I want to help her find a small sense of happiness but have come to the conclusion that it will never happen again. How utterly sad. Although my mother is still alive and breathing, we are about to sell her house and give away all of the things that she loved. We will divide her art collection and sell her furniture to the highest bidder. My sister and I are torn to pieces. How do we reconcile what we are about to do. We are ending my mothers life before the Lord says Amen.