My dad knew there was something wrong. Would it have served him a purpose in the greater scheme of things to tell him that he has Alzheimer’s disease?  For us, of course not  and why do I say this? Well, because I knew my dad.

I had now become a grown woman and I could sense a change in the air that in the not to distant future our roles would reverse. I would become the parent and he the child.

That was exactly what happened. I found it within myself to step up to the mark because I wanted to, and do what I could to make sure the winter of his life was going to be as comfortable and memorable as I could make it.

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