79 Years Young
Life is short. Make it worth your while.
This weekend, my dad turned 79 years old. He had me, his only child, at 54 years old. Not something you hear every day, I know.
My dad was diagnosed with mild to moderate dementia many years back. After a while, my mom and I realized it was in his best interest to live in a nursing home. We couldn’t take care of him. We couldn’t afford a 24/7…