My Father No Longer Knows My Mother

What’s on my mind? 

Real talk. REAL TALK - the sh*t no one wants to talk about - that kind of REAL TALK. 

We can go ahead and pretend life is amazing and we’re waltzing through the rainbows with butterflies as our guide. 🌈

It’s about perspective. I GET IT. I shouldn’t be crying about the fact that my father didn’t recognize my mother, married for more than 35 years, for the first time today. I shouldn’t. There’s so many other devastating issues happening across the world at this exact time. But you know what? This, THIS, is real to us...just like so many other more devastating issues are real to the families experiencing them...and they are in my prayers EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. 

OUR feelings are OUR feelings. OUR worlds are OUR worlds. We have every right to FEEL what we FEEL. No one can dictate what that looks like to any of us, regardless of what some might feel is the insignificance of the situation based on the significance of someone else’s situation. 

Let’s love each other and empathize with one another as we deal with this thing called life. Help one another survive and thrive. It’s the least we can do. ❤️❤️