Going home again. |
I never thought he would admit to being a burden on us and that he should have stayed in the nursing home/rehab facility. When did things start going backwards? How come I can not reverse things to make them how they used to be? Because the law of physic's says so and that stinks. My Father and I may not have ever truly gotten along very well but that doesn't mean that I wished something like this to attack him. It is a full blown attack upon him taking us as victims too.
Words flow through the pages of time lasting longer than a single breath escaping thou lips. A memory shatters when the words become broken upon the surface of our minds eye. My heart skips a beat while trying to hold back a flood of tears. How much more of this path can I take? I don't know but I won't give up nor shall I leave you alone with this. I hate thinking you should never have come home to us because you would be better off crossing over to the other side. To be free from this disease would be wonderful but that isn't going to happen in my lifetime nor yours sadly. Why do we walk these awful roads? I shall never know because I am not meant to know the answer to that question right now. How is it that we find ourselves seeking what is out of our reach? I want to reach the unknown world and grab the cure for you and for Mom. She has her husbands body home but his mind is never going to return to her as it once was. It is hard breaking knowing that you both have been together for 53 years now and she is celebrating a anniversary you cannot remember. I want to give her the best present ever which is a fully restored husband but I can only stand by her and your side as we continue to walk this path.