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Late-stage dementia was like an empty house that the tenant had checked out of.
the very cruelest of diseases that stole the mind and soul without mercifully taking the body as well.
“You, sir, are exactly where you need to be,” he said slowly. “Right here with me is where you belong. It’s where you were always meant to be. When we were little, you promised you’d always be here for me, and that’s what you are doing.”
To the beholder, dementia was the world’s strongest anti-aging cream.
And there, at the end of the aisle, stood Albert in his new charcoal suit, a pink rose pinned to his buttonhole, looking like the million bucks he’d hoped for.
Not just a love that loves when things are easy, when you’re feeling happy. No, it will be an unbreakable love that continues loving when things are hard.
Albert here, he sees the good in everyone and in every situation, finds the light where there are shadows. He is as generous as he is tall. He always has a song in his heart, a dance in his feet, a chocolate bar in his pocket. He makes people feel like they matter. He makes me feel like I matter. He is the best encourager I know. I, well, I love you, Albert, and I can honestly say my life is so much richer for having you in it.
He wet his diaper and waited for Denise to dress him. Small prices to pay for roast dinners and, more importantly, to be with Albert.
If only he could somehow set things right with Hannah, would it possibly be a way of reimbursing the man for the last few years of his life?
“Kids always need their parents, even if they don’t know it.
He let the memories sneak out of his tear ducts and roll down his cheeks.
Fred grinned. The last time the corners of his mouth had been stretched this wide had been at the dentist.
This man who was not her father, not even a relative, but someone whom she had inexplicably grown to love with all her heart.
He’d found a place to love and to be loved; he would never be homeless again.
just because life ends in a nursing home, living doesn’t have to. I was privileged to care for residents with varying stages of dementia and provide support to their families. This experience equipped me with skills and knowledge that I later passed on to my protagonist, forming the foundation for the bromance between Fred and Albert.
I wanted to create not just an elderly character, but a much-needed elderly hero who encourages people to see the good in humanity.
Doppelgängers and cases of mistaken identity have always fascinated me.
The plot, setting and characters in the novel are fictional. But the love? That’s entirely real.
Firstly, to my dearly departed grandparents and precious friends, Dawn and Fred Parkes, my beloved Nan and Pa, and the seed of inspiration for this story.
