I am angry at death right now for taking people away.
Today I was remembering my Dad's memorial service. There were people there who were his students and colleagues. They had not been there during his 11 years of decline and dementia. Of course we missed their support and understood the pain of loosing this great creative leader, my Dad.
Because they were not there for the disease their stories were of my Dad being a father and mentor to them. They restored to us the person we lost to the disease. It was a great gift I will always treasure.
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