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Note to Self
A story of losing lucidity and gaining clarity.
A Glimpse.
In 2002 my father was diagnosed with a rare form of dementia. Since then our roles have quietly reversed, and this blog highlights our story.
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There is no tribute on this earth for which a father could feel prouder.
-Algernon | August 18, 2010
You wrote your stories in a lovely way that people could feel the feelings that you send through it. They could be part of your stories, pieces of your life. It's a beautiful blog with all the contents in it...keep writing. I know there are many people that are waiting for your next story and one of them will be me.
-Charlie E. | November 14, 2010
At last, something worth reading today...
-Doug M. | November 14, 2010
You made me cry with your story. God bless you and your dad.
-Catheryn C. | December 8, 2010
Your blog is really amazing.
I read it with my mouth open sometimes.
-Bodhan R. | December 15, 2010
Very insightful, yes, poignant but still inspiring. When one stops and contemplates on what is truly the essential---that is inspiring. Your dad, now wise, sees with his heart--- I do admire you...
I wish I had a dad to love like yours.
-Tess A. | January 22, 2010
Your writing inspires sympathy, empathy and sadness. It has made me realize the possibility that someday my father or my mother could go through this, and the thought of it scares me. I could not imagine what it would be like or what I would do. Your writing has the ability to touch others deeply.
-Adria P. | March 10, 2010
Having to write your father's experience must have been exhausting emotionally, but reading it, I can feel your strength in handling the situation. I can feel the emotions of your pain and the joys you experienced with your father. I could only imagine how great your father is.
-Arnel | March 20, 2010
I sympathize, empathize with you. I've very recently lost the best and most wonderful father in the world...Don't waste a single second till your father is still with you. Take care of him, express to him how much you love him, thank him for how much he loved you...I never had the chance to do all those because I had to work for our family. I regret for the lost times. All I have is our precious memories together.
-Mariel R. | March 21, 2010
Read a couple of the blogs and thought to myself that there is still this caring person out there. Thank you for this.
-Anonymous July 18, 2010
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