I had an aunt who had dementia. If you have ever taken care of anyone with dementia, you know that they lose touch with reality. My aunt had a habit of doing the opposite of everything we asked her to do. Her stubbornness could really work my patience. Just when I thought she had pushed me to my limit and I didn’t know how much more I could take, she would look at me out of the blue and say, “Everything’s all right.” Since her passing, I have learned to take comfort in these words. She usually spoke them in the midst of what seemed to me like pure chaos. Yet she was able to find some semblance of tranquility. From Pieces to Peace describes my journey to figuring out for myself that no matter how chaotic things around me may seem, everything is truly, always all right.