May 29, 2004 - I hate this date.
…but it was a bittersweet relief in a way. Dad was no longer a prisoner in his body, being entrenched in a world of confusion. Alzheimer’s won, but no one celebrated.
Almost twenty years have passed, and this has not gotten any easier. I miss my Dad more than I can express. I love to imagine him as a now 94 year old Dad, Grampa and now great-Grampa to my own family - I can actually see and hear his laughter and enjoyment of Mina and Lydia in my mind. And the thought of it makes me smile.
Alzheimer’s sucks. Please donate to advance the research that will ultimately find THE CURE to stop this monster.
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