I am pleased to announce that Where Memories Meet—Reclaiming my father after Alzheimer’s is now available as a print book and Kindle at Amazon, and in other formats at Smashwords.

Thirty-three years ago today, my parents drove from Dayton to the Christ Hospital here in Cincinnati to meet our first child, and their first grandson. I dedicated Where Memories Meet to my children and their children. Although I never planned it so, I think it is fitting, and somewhat serendipitous, that I managed to launch this book on this particular day.

If you are kind enough to purchase and then read Where Memories Meet, I hope you will “Like” the book and leave a short review at Amazon. A sentence or two will do. It is a big help to me.

If you have comments or questions you’d like me to answer, please do so here.

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Where Memories Meet — Reclaiming my father after Alzheimer’s is online and available as a Kindle book on Amazon. My print book will follow in the next week or two, the universe willing and the creek don’t rise. And later I hope to reformat it into a word doc that can be used by Smashwords for other ebook formats. I’m a one-person show (with the help of many others), so I’m finding it challenging to have all the courses prepared on time. (I don’t do it well on Thanksgiving either.)

I hope if you plan to purchase and read WMM, you will consider leaving a short review on Amazon for me. It really does help me. I’d love to see your comments and answer your questions here too.

Now I’ve got to push through the print version. I’ve got the corrections made, my second proof copy ordered, and my book description and author bio posted online.

I’m going to take some time and reread my self-publishing blogs, over at Random Thoughts, from Dancing in Heaven and see if I’ve got all my t’s crossed and i’s dotted.

So far I feel only excited and happy, not sad as I had anticipated, about the release of this project I worked so long on with my parents.

Now. Where is my marketing director when I need her?

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You might think that I’m excited about launching my next book, Where Memories Meet—Reclaiming my Father after Alzheimer’s, and you wouldn’t be wrong. But you wouldn’t be completely right. I’m feeling a lot of ambivalence.

As I get closer to finishing what my dad, and mom really, and I started more than seven years ago now, I realize I am crossing the finish line alone. They are both gone and will never see the book that Dad wanted me to write, and that Mom encouraged every step of the way.

Things like this propel the deep-seated, scarred over grief right up to the surface.

Gosh, I miss them.

So it makes me sad to finish this book, but I’m doing it anyway. Life is like that.

My daughter Anna, graphic designer extraordinaire, worked with me yesterday on the layout. She’s done a beautiful job with it. I can’t wait to see it in print. I hope to order a copy (with a temporary cover) today or tomorrow to proof. I remember the day I first received a print book of Dancing in Heaven in the mail in 2011. I video recorded it.

I’m probably not going to video record my self this time, but will be certain to have tissues at hand.

Next time, I’m writing a happy, whimsical, fictional book.