For the last few weeks of visiting my Mum I have been allowed to hold her hand for the first time in a year. I am still wearing gloves and mask but it really is a wonderful next step in this Covid journey.
You can’t underestimate the importance of touch, especially when having spent 12 months communicating with someone who is incoherent at a distance through a phone screen or room divider screen and the additional barrier of wearing a mask.
I am not sure if my Mum recognises me although I like to think she knows I am special to her. So being able to hold her hand again adds a strong sense of connection which I am convinced my Mum can feel too.
Living In The Moment With Dementia 