When I first realized what was happening, I grabbed my cell phone and filmed what I heard and saw. As a journalist, my instinct was to collect these clips and to capture the many details that I expected I would probably forget. This film is a collection of those moments. It is meant to be like digging through a shoe box of remarkable artifacts whose meanings are not always clear.
When I started editing these clips, I saw in them the map of a pathway to a terrifying destiny. At first I couldn’t look at them for more than a few minutes before breaking down in tears. I shut down the computer for weeks at a time.
Gradually, as I returned to these clips I saw they also contained something else. Despite the catalogue of upsetting changes resulting from their dementia, I could recognize that the essential elements of their characters not only endure but guide them and our family forward. What persists, and is visible here in this film, is an intense distillation of their personalities. The passions, fears, desires and grace that make my parents human, which steered our family through its colorful life, are still the key factors continuing to drive us all… through this moment as well.
Once I discovered this, finishing the film became a great joy.