We went to Tampa over Memorial Day weekend for Grandmother's 80th birthday. For me, it's getting tougher and tougher to see her going through Alzheimer's; I can't even begin to image what it's like for Beth, her Dad and the rest of their family. I found this great poem called "The Long Good-Bye" that sums it up well for me.
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- Deep within that hollow stare,
of our presence they're unaware.
A special life that's fading away,
in spite of things we try to convey.
Memories locked up in their mind,
and there it's kept all confined.
The good times spent long ago,
with all their love they did bestow.
For these moments will live forever,
and our pride in them will endeavor.
Seeing them lying there we know why,
Alzheimer's is called the long good-bye.
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