Alzheimer's

I returned to Indiana for my Dad's funeral.
My sister took me to see her.
She was suffering from Alzheimer's.
She knew my sister, sort of.
But she didn't remember my Dad.
She didn't know me from Adam.
I'm a hospice chaplain now and so understand her plight.
Then I only vaguely understood.
But we weren't close.
Thank God.

©2011, John A. Mills