Our mother started showing signs of dementia around 75. She's now 83. She refused any early help and would consistently tell us that her memory loss "was a normal part of the aging process". A car accident in December 2019 changed her life, as she knew it, and she entered a memory care unit in 2020. Every time we saw her she asked to go home, so, in February this year, after a horrendous year of hardly being able to see her because of the virus, my brother removed her from the facility (she wasn't receiving proper care) and moved her home. This is a place where she had lived for 53 years. I have a video of her, sitting in her living room, begging me to take her home. :(.... The 3 weeks she was home, family was caring for her with the exception of a night nurse. It became blatantly apparent that we were severely unqualified to provide the care someone with Stage 6 Alzheimers would need. Additionally, the house wasn't suited for her medical needs. It was staggering. We were fortunate to be able to find a better facility for her and she moved there the end of February. Even though my mind knows she has to be in this facility, and she receives kind care, my heart is broken and I can't seem to balance any of it. Does anyone else struggle with this?