I spent today's record setting heat driving out to see my mom. The only good thing about today was that the air conditioning in the car was just powerful enough to keep me from melting.

One of the staff at the nursing home asked me to make sure we get Pearl some sneakers that don't have laces. To illustrate the necessity, she pulled out this pair from the closet.

Somehow, I think this image is a fine visual interpretation of how Alzheimer's changes how someone's brain works. To my mom, this was simply the only logical way to lace her shoes.