Recently, myself, my friends and our partners, along with 200 other people, got suited and booted to attend my friend Emma’s charity event to raise money and awareness for Alzheimer’s and Dementia. Although an incredible night, with laughs and food and wine and dodgy dancing, the purpose of the evening planted a reminder that some of us (1 in 6 of us, actually) may forget about these laughs by the time we are 80.
Dementia, is not only a condition that has sadly affected Emma’s family, but is a condition that is close to home for my own. The ball, hosted at Surrey’s National Golf Club, came armed with sentimental speeches, facts and poems but essentially, it allowed us to celebrate life and raise a lot of money for a charity that helps so many.
After a raffle, a host of table games and a silent auction, collectively, the ball raised around £6500 for The Alzheimer’s Society. As someone that witnesses dementia at home every single day, I was a little ignorant as to what help was out there for those living with Alzheimers and their families and I for sure, will now be investigating.
My friend and her family, put on the most beautiful night. I had far too much to drink, danced far too much in heels, sang a lot of rat pack and ate a lot of good food. I didn’t win anything, but I came away feeling good about what we all achieved. We made a difference, just by being there and aside from all of the amazing money that was raised, that was enough.