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A true experience of a dementia caregiver.

I am awake while you are dying
A slow torturous death besieging both of us.
Taking you piece by piece and I can do nothing.

Nothing while it steals my life as it devours you.
First your memory then your body
While all I can do is watch.

Watch and grieve for each piece of you it takes.
Leaving a shell of the man you used to be
As I mourn my loss each moment.

Each moment until the thief named dementia
Takes your last breath.
I will have only one consolation.

The consolation that our desire to be together
Even in death as we have been in life will be fulfilled.
Our ashes will be joined in death to ride the wind just as we have in life.

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