Dear Dementia:

Dear Dementia:

I hate you. You have taken a perfectly good man, a husband, father, hard working and loving human being and turned him into a complete stranger to all that had known the real Leon.

You have stripped him of his life. You have shortened his life. You have reduced him into a 2-4 year old brat. You have destroyed his legs, his body, his mind. You have taken away our future. You have stolen his physical and mental being. You have prevented him from being a father to his only child. You have taken away the sparkle in his eyes. You are mean, cruel and are moving through his brain like an out of control wild fire. Every morning, when he wakes up, I see more of what you destroyed in his sleep.

When you are done doing your "work", my husband will wake up to see the face of God. No longer will you be able to do anything more to him. Your job will be done. He will be able to see his mother, uncles and grandfather. You destroyed them also with your works.

Because of you, Leon's wife, son, step children and grandchildren will be left without him. His wife will no longer have her partner, his son will no longer have his dad, the other kids will no longer be able to take him fishing and the babies will no longer have their Pappa.

One day, when his body cannot take anymore of your attacks, his Heavenly Father will welcome him into His arms and say, "Well done my good and faithful servant". You won't be able to hurt him any more.

But, I will hate you, despise you, spit on you and curse you until the day I die.

Sincerely,

Surviving Spouse