I spent eight wonderful days in Cedar Park near Austin, Texas, soaking up the impossible heat and, even more importantly, soaking up family. And that already seems like a long time ago. My love-and-light tank was full—for a while. I came home ready to tackle whatever came next. Or at least that's always the plan. James stayed with Coby while I was away, and for the first five days, he did amazingly well. And by "amazingly," I mean he was noticeably more independent. Coby has a much more hands-off approach than I do, and apparently James rose to the occasion. It even crossed my mind that maybe I should just stay away! It made me wonder. Maybe when I'm around, James simply feels safe enough to let go a little more. I never thought of myself as the "I need to take care of someone" type, and I have to admit, Coby's relaxed style is pretty appealing. Then again, every caregiver brings something different to the table, and every day with Lewy is different to...