Oh I am sorry. It must be painful for you. All the good memories you have.We managed to get the yard mowed last night. Tonight we are under severe t-storm watch, so we wanted to get things done last night. I ripped through the yard and Rick did some push-mowing to trim a bit.
While I worked with him for a long time, I eventually met his wife and she and I became friends, too. The four of us have done a lot of things together: vacations and trips, one-day get aways, shopping, dinners, you name it, we've done it. It breaks my heart. It's going to be hard.
- Breakfast for the kids, walked 4 miles, and got ready for work
- Must scoop the boxes
- My friend will be admitted to the dementia unit of a local nursing home on Friday; his wife asked me to come in tonight to visit with him. I know, this is really selfish on my part, but I don't want to. This is a man I worked with for almost 10 years; it was just him and me on the line. And I'm having some really bad problems with his dementia. I'm going in to see him tonight because I need to do this and I realize that I need to do this. But knowing him for the man he was, compared to the man he is now is painful. He doesn't even know us anymore.