Motherhood is forever

 Motherhood is forever.

It is not a role we step into and out of.
It is a part of us.

When women are diagnosed with dementia,
they may forget names,
dates,
faces,
entire chapters of their life.

But somehow
they still know how to be a mom.

They remember how to soothe.
How to reach for a hand.
How to hum the song that makes everything feel safe.

They might forget who you are,
but they don’t forget how to love you.

Because motherhood doesn’t live in memory alone.
It settles into our bones.
It rewires our instincts.
It lives in our hands, our voice,
our reflex to comfort before we even think.

Even when memories fade.
Even when time gets blurry.

Motherhood remains.
Because love like that doesn’t disappear.
It becomes part of who we are.