I started blogging because of the lose of my Pa, and the Alzheimer’s, being his caregiver in the end watching his lose who he was and ultimately who I was. I remember in the early stages I was telling him about how I felt and I saw the blank look on his face…I misunderstood it as apathy but it wasn’t, when someone has Alzheimer’s they forget how people feel, they forget how they feel, they forget the human connection and simply react to the feeling of always wanting to go home. I’m thankful my Pa considered me home. I am sometimes afraid to look at his death, because it is painful, but it’s a good kind of pain, the kind of pain that brings healing.

I am so touched by Glen Campbell’s story cause my Pa felt much like this!