Every time I am outwardly sarcastic, impatient, and/or frustrated with him, I think to myself “you are probably going to write a blog post after all of this is done reflecting on how you could have been less sarcastic, more patient, and less triggered by frustration if you had just realized how short the time would be and how he truly was the victim of a mind incapable of remembering much, a body that persevered except for the tumor in his throat, and a will to live that disappeared when his wife died in November 2013.”

We didn’t have dress rehearsals for caregiving, especially for the terminal cancer part. It is hard sometimes to reconcile those smiling seniors in commercials and nursing home ads and Boost commercials with the real thing.

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