A STRANGER IN MY HOME I FEEL LIKE A STRANGER IN MY OWN HOME HE DOESN’T KNOW WHO I AM OR WHERE HE BELONGS. HE WALKS THE HALL’S LOOKING FOR HIS WIFE WHEN I AM BESIDE HIM ALL THE TIME. HE DOESN’T KNOW WHERE HE BELONGS. HE ASK ME TO TAKE HIM HOME    BUT I DON’T KNOW WHERE HOME IS. YOU SEE HE IS HOME ALREADY. HE WANT’S TO KNOW WHERE HE WILL SLEEP THIS PLACE IS STRANGE TO HIM. HE GETS UP AND HIDES HIS SHOES AND DOESN’T REMEMBER WHERE THEY ARE AT. THINKS SOMEONE TOOK THEM. THIS STRANGE DESIEASE CALLED    ALZHEIMER’S ROBS YOU OF WHO YOU ARE AND STEALS YOUR MEMORY. HE DOESN’T KNOW WHERE HE BELONGS AND I AM A STRANGER IN MY OWN HOME. CAROLYN HAYNALI 5/20/1991 ©