“I am nothing, yet I was everything.” - By Tiffany Tivasuradej A poem about identity, memory, and the passing of time. About what it means to grow, to give, to love - and to slowly fade from the world you helped shape. For those living with dementia, and for the families who watch the people they love slip away piece by piece, this poem is a reminder that every life, every story, and every moment once held everything. Even when memories fade, love doesn’t. 💙 | Alzheimer's Society