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Jessica Miller's avatar

Beautifully written and what a gut punch, in a good way. As someone whose parent also succumbed to Alzheimer’s, I keep thinking about the last time he was truly “with” us. The real dad, not the shell of a man who had lost his humor and self depreciating wit. When was the last dinner or phone call…

Have a wonderful holiday!

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Betty Staniulis's avatar

Absolutely wonderful. I wondered if I was the only person who thought like this. I always cried when distant relatives left after spending time with us. I wasn’t ever sure when I would see them again. I cry often for happy and sad events, for hellos and goodbyes. I often tell people don’t mind me I’m a cryer. But I’m glad I feel because I would hate myself if I didnt care. Thanks for the story.

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