Anthony and I exchange I love you as if we are some sort of romantically tragic play that never reaches its denoument.
But the other night on the phone the script shifted, rustling the worn paragraphs of our repetitive goodnight conversation.
Me: I love you.
Anthony: You’re the only one left.
That shocked me a bit, but he didn’t say it self-pityingly at all; he said it with certainty, like a simple fact.
jmgoyder 
Julie, it is indeed a special love you and Anthony share, one that so many of us we enjoy even if it was only a portion of that total love. — Take care, BIll
Ah scuse me Mr G. but what am I and the zillions of others…..chopped liver??
He forgets – that’s hard for all who visit him. I will read your response to him tomorrow! Sorry – hehe
Oh wow. Hugs to both of you!
There is nothing like unconditional love!
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
Hugs to both of you — and to all those who love him.
Dementia does such disconnects in the brain. Dad would ask mom are you married? do you have any kids? But he seemed to always recognize me. I made the point to enter the room rather boldly and addressed him almost nose to nose. Who knows. As the song goes, It’s a strange, strange world we live in, Master Jack.
How poignant. oxoxo
Wow… that was ‘deep’. So, beautifully sad… bittersweet.
Wow, awareness. This man you love so well, is amazing. Thank you, Julie.
Sweet, full of love..and honest..
Hugs to you both from me also.. x
i am glad that he can still say and feel these words for you. It has to mean so much
He may not have said it for self pity but I’m sure it made you sad to hear him say it… Diane
A nice moment to warm you up.
You and Ants make me feel good.
♥
Love and dementia make an odd pairing, and for some startling moments… my wonderful, gentle uncle succumbed early last year after a long parting, also complicated by parkinsonism…
One day in his last weeks, he became very panicked that he was “two-timing” my long passed aunty… He had spent the morning with his loving lady friend of some years, and he had the sudden idea that my aunty may find out… He was eventually reassured, then even more concerned that he had not made an honest woman of his friend… a gentleman to the last…
A very honest and touching response.
Brought tears to my eyes, Julie. Ants knows in his heart of hearts how much you mean to him. {{{hugs}}} Kozo
It’s strangely romantic.
That one simple sentence is a message of true love. Tears came to my eyes.
He is loved by so many but doesn’t realize so the focus is on me.
That kind of knocks the breath out of me. Wow.
A more powerful love i do not know. ~
Yours!
sometimes having that one love is the most precious gift we will ever be gifted. thanks for sharing your love story.
You are so right.
How my heart bleeds for you and Anthony. Is he aware of the outpouring of love for him in your blog? You sound so alone… as if you and Anthony are in a time capsule.
He knows about the blog but doesn’t really understand anymore. I’m okay – thing are getting better in a weird way!
Hugs anD fond thoughts my brave friend!
Very moving.
Reading his response got me all choked up.