I sit here in the hospital, my past and future merging into the same foggy haze. My diagnosis has been revealed – Dementia with Lewy Bodies. Every day is a struggle; struggling to remember the simplest things, my loved ones begging me to remember. Every time I think I can remain in control of my life, it slips away a little more. The moments I remember are ones of joy and happiness, but they are clouded over by a grief I cannot escape. A grief of what will come; a forgetful journey into the unknown.