The locked Spirit

I think that I have finally come to an explaination of the disease of Alzheimer's, It is a spirit that used to shine and be in the forefront, that is now locked in a body that after all these years is betraying it. The spirit is there and you can see flickers of it in the eyes when my mom saw her great grandchildren. One of my last memories of her was a day she was here for lunch and insisted on with much trouble and physical difficulty to get on the floor to be close to her great grand daughters, something that she in the past would have done in seconds took minutes to do. But as she was on the floor with them I saw her love and her desire to connect with them in her eyes and in her voice. But as fast as she was off the floor and back in the couch, so was that memory of what she had just expierenced gone in to some black hole, not sure if it will ever be recalled. My mom was a woman that could recall things in an instant, and tell you stories of family members in years gone by, and in the end she could not remember how many great grandchildren she has or those names.