Redemption Lost
I have to go see my father tomorrow. It’s time for a visit but I’m not looking forward to it as anyone who loves someone suffering from dementia will tell you. It can be maddening, heartbreaking, laborious, or exasperating. Sometimes it’s a mixture of every one of those. My father doesn’t know who I am when I visit, though I see a vague recognition in his eyes whenever I speak to him. He is also non-verbal so having a conversation with him can be quite the task. He was my hero as a little girl but he left the family … Continue reading Redemption Lost