I found out I am a lifetime member of the club.

Yesterday, I came back to the US after a fun filled week in Tijuana.

I am now in San Diego and yesterday on the Trolley I met a woman who was with her kids and husband.  She mentioned that he was suffering from Alzheimer's Disease.

I told her how my heart went out to her, because I had dealt with Rick's dementia for four years.  I also gave her a sympathetic ear when she mentioned how cruel the disease is for everybody involved.  It was really a sad moment hearing her tale of woe and realizing when she wheeled her husband off the Trolley the kind of hell she is going through as her husband's cognitive function fades away more and more because I have been there.

The encounter made me realize how much the experience of going through the Dementia Journey has redefined who I am, and, to an extent, what I want out of life.  I also now realize that going through it is now a part of who I am.

Now that I have done some soul searching it's time to fold laundry, work until Monday Night Football comes on.