Author Archives: Melissa Crandall

About Melissa Crandall

A million years ago--round-about the first Ice Age--I cut my writing teeth on fanzines and science fiction media tie-in novels. I'm happy to say that I've since branched out to include fantasy, horror, essays, and narrative nonfiction. This site will keep you up-to-date on my adventures in writing. I live in Connecticut with my husband--who frequently wonders what he got himself into by marrying a writer--two cats named Tuna and Gypsy, and a semi-neurotic Australian shepherd named Holly.

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Funny. I never thought I’d be back on these pages. What’s done is done and what’s gone is gone, do-dah, do-dah. But things happen. See, I thought Alzheimer’s was done with me–or me with it–once Mom died. There was fall-out, … Continue reading

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Paying It Forward

Just when I think this blog is over, something comes up that I feel I ought to include just in case. Yesterday, I drove to the nursing home where Mom died and donated her shower chair, walker, and the wheelchair … Continue reading

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Riding the Wave

Hello, everyone. I thought I’d touch base,say hi, see how you’re all doing. Yesterday was the three-month anniversary of Mom’s death. Grief is like the ocean, rising and falling, and the one grieving is like the beach, taking what comes. … Continue reading

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Mom Has The Last Word

Bit of backstory – yesterday was my mom’s funeral. Afterward, we gathered at the home of my niece Michelle.  This morning, I rec’d this message from Nichole, who is married to my nephew Josh (Michelle’s brother). They have a not-quite-4-year-old … Continue reading

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And Just Like That …

… she’s gone.

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So It Begins

As of yesterday, Mom has begun her “transition” to death. Please keep her in your prayers.

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Got talking with the other members of my support group. The general consensus is that caretaking is lonely business. Despite assurances from family, they often aren’t available. Some of their excuses are legitimate, but sometimes it’s obviously bullshit. Too often … Continue reading

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