She was depressed and, as she said, "discombobulated" for the rest of the day, despite my efforts to cheer her.
After she went to bed I picked up her journal and read her final entry of the day:
"I once was lost and now am found..." But I am never really lost, even on a 'blah' day, because the Lord is with me.
Faith in God through Jesus Christ can bring peace even as memory fades, confusion threatens, and anger flares. I am so comforted by the Lord's presence with us on this journey, and so grateful that Mom knows Jesus as her Lord and Savior.