I thought I’d do some sorting out so bought an extra shelving unit (flat pack) and while putting it together sitting on the floor I ended up near our stack of photo albums and what ever possessed me to choose one to look at! Stupid move! We were camping and having fun just mucking about, joyful and fresh. We were so much younger then and my beautiful wife (a teacher) in the photos was full of life, intelligence, confidence and now she can’t even remember her name. Dementia was something then that others suffered with, we thought we’d always go on enjoying our lives safe in each other’s company. Today she continues not to eat much and is very confused. I cannot look again at any photos of us as the memories are too strong and makes her declining health even more raw for me to bear. I guess I’m no different from any other forum member who really have , in all honesty, lost forever their loved ones compared to those wonderful early days when lots of things were possible.