For over 50 years now

Yet I feel his pain is so much

Greater than mine

As he witnesses her

Spiraling down the dementia

Hole…

Crying for those who have passed

And him so far away…

It would be sheer hell for him

If it weren’t for FaceTime…

My parents’ quick end

Was a Godsend I now realize…

I see her no different today

Then always, more intense

And living in her own mind…

My sadness is for my husband

Who bears this with such love

And patience…

I pray I pass quickly like

My parents, and grandparents

And never have my children

Cry…watching me

Slowly end…

Only God knows why.,,