Living in the U.S. now, I get to visit my mother and father in Thailand once a year. They run a small shop together in the rural outskirts of Bangkok, where they have been selling gold necklaces, earrings, and rings for over thirty years. Every visit renders new depth to my understanding of home and my parents’ aging. As part of my ongoing photography project, Malleable Gold, I observe instances of my parents ritualizing gestures of memorization in reaction to their fear of forgetting. My mother in particular is fearful of inheriting Alzheimer’s disease. Her gestures, such as scribbling notes on her hands, reveal her anxieties about protecting her memories. I find myself mirroring her anxiety as I grow distant from home.