cbialczak1971

My Dad

I just got off the phone with me dad. He has Dementia. I don’t always know if he knows who he is talking to but he does remember me when I bring up things from the past, those things he can remember. I wrote this poem to send to him.

Although he can’t remember 
what I said today 
I think about my father 
each and every day. 

He tries to think about me 
but often forgets my name 
But I don’t get mad or hurt 
’cause he loves me just the same. 

I wish that I could see him 
more than I do right now 
but life throws us curveballs 
I’ll travel when times alllow. 

He has a charming partner 
who does more than she should 
I’d give her lots of medals 
and more money if I could. 

They live quite far away from me 
driving takes more than a day 
but when I get the chance to 
I’ll be on my merry way.

©2020 CBialczak Poetry

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  1. My grandma always got frustrated in the early stage of her dementia, and I was always my mother when she saw me as the disease progressed. I miss our conversations together like you with your dad. She was more like my momma than my grandma.

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  2. […] What is your favorite post that you have ever written on your blog? Wow, I don’t know. I have had a few that have gotten lots of comments, some not so much. I think some of the ones I wrote about losing my son were good, those had so much feeling in them. This one, though, is one of my favorites, it is about my dad, who now lives in a memory care facility who has Alzheimer’s and Dementia. https://christinebialczak.com/2020/03/26/my-dad/ […]

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