It's nearly two years since realised and recognised mum and step-father both had dementia, the start of the process with them. Since, step-father has gone into a home as his Alzheimer's got worse and to the stage where couldn't look after and care for both at home on my own. Mother's dementia can see definitely getting worse in front of my eyes, spending most of her days in a child-like state, wanting everything done for her. These before, two independent, highly motivated people able to do all the normal things two retired persons usually do ... running and organising a house, spending time with their own hobbies and interests and in mum's case, pride in cooking and a meal for when come in from work. All this gone, and after all this time, still grieving for them, and what life was like with them, both at home. Am I normal, or should I, two years into dealing with both their dementia's, have got over it now and be letting go of the past. Sundays always worse for me, a bad day for me as was a day spent together in each others company. Sunday, was the day my step-father cooked and prepared Sunday dinner for us, and rest of the week there for both my mum and me, would do anything for me during the week while away at work. Today, Monday after the weekend when then they meant so much to me in normal times, still in reflective mood about the past. Usually after a bad Sunday, look forward to Monday's, to getting out and about again but today still stuggling and coming to terms with both their dementia's. Visited father at the care home this morning, now a shadow of his former self and mum today, not even sure where she is. What an illness, to give, anyone to have!!! Keith.