A few weeks ago I was invited to see a documentary that was to screen last night. It was about a woman who has early onset Alzheimer’s.
I said yes, craving info, understanding and insight into what it must be like for my dad and my mom and what we could all do better towards those with dementia related illnesses.
There has been so much thinking lately for me about what makes a good man and a good life.
The neat thing when you live sincerely, you never have to use the word. And you definitely don’t have to repeat it three times.
This is not the way it went for me but I still think this is the best way to describe the feeling you have. This is the same indescribable feeling of loss of losing someone in pieces, only in the case of dementia it is when they are alive.