When I was growing up, you told me hindsight is twenty-twenty. I didn’t get it then. I do now.
Before Alzheimer’s made its appearance, we had deep, meaningful conversations .. but there were things I neglected to say .. and even though you are no longer here, I hope writing this letter will bring me closure, diminish my lingering guilt.
I should have said you never had to fear being alone .. I would be there to care for you, share your pain, sing with you, walk with you, tell you stories, laugh and cry with you, cradle you in my arms. As you did when I was a child.
I wonder if hearing those words might have made it less terrifying for you as you lost memories, your essence. The journey was long and hard, my dear.. Through it all, you retained your dignity, beauty, charm and grace .. that is one tough act to follow, sweet lady!
I will love you forever,