After reading the poem (Crabby Old Man) that RixWorx posted I feel compelled to write.
My father was diagnosed with Alzheimer's a couple years ago. I have been told that the younger you get this disease, the faster it progresses. I believe that because my father is only 71 years old and his dementia has progressed very rapidly.
My step mother who was taking care of my father also has breast cancer. She was no longer able to take care of his so as of last October, he has been in a home.
He seldom recognizes me anymore, but for the most part he seems happy. But it is hard on the family. I have lost a father, and a business partner of 35 years. Until a couple years ago, I saw him more than my wife and kids. My mind goes back and I think of some of the good and bad times we had. Then I look over at my father---staring into space with a blank look on his face. It is hard.
Please read RixWorx's poem and let us all try to remember the elderly as young people in old bodies.
Dan
_________________ Dan
No matter where you go, There you are.
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