When your Dad no longer knows what day it is. And it is Father's Day.
This morning I considered whether or not if I should tell my Dad Happy Father's Day. He doesn't have a phone any more. Sending him a personal text isn't an option. And even if he did, he couldn't figure out how to get the text and their is a 99.999999% chance he has no idea what day it is. But, why not? Even if he has no idea what day it is, it's still Father's Day. I know many out their are celebrating their husbands, but don't have a Dad alive on earth to wish Happy Father's Day, and that has to be so hard. I'm sorry if that is you. And for the group of us that still have a Dad here, but is stuck in Alzheimer's, or some form of dementia, I get it. It is also hard. Seasons of life are interesting. Disease is horrible. Life is hard, and wonderful, and rewarding. And at times confusing, frustrating and overwhelming. I never imagined that in my 50's I would still be figuring out how to live life. Each season something new shows up. Each se...
