You are right on all counts. I should probably remove that post, because I just reacted rather than thinking.

Thanks for the catch - I actually do appreciate it.

All he needs is a witch and a wardrobe.

💔

When it’s time, you’ll know.

Something that helped me get through it.

“Do not be dismayed at goodbyes. A parting is necessary, before we can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.”

- Illusions, Richard S. Bach

What a cutie!

One of the ways I came to terms with this, is to simply say "because this is who *I* am."

I need to help allow people to be aware, but I can't make them. That part is on them. But I do what I can do, because that's who I am.

It's not perfect (nor easy), but it's what I can do.

Nothing. Which is the exact problem.

My wife was the real hero. She did miracles.

We were fortunate to have great helpers. Our care givers, physicians and ultimately hospice folks all listened, paid attention and responded accordingly. They believed that the people with her all the time, probably had a handle of what was going on.