My Dad's mind has started to desert him, some days I go and see him and I don't recognise

him as our Dad, another time he's bubbly, jokey and funny. I find it pretty heartbreaking that he is happiest when my sons are around him and I can't deliver them to his door most days. I hope to god I don't go through that and most of all I hope my family don't have to see me like that.

Posted By: lovely old job, Jul 14, 11:11:56