We met them in college so very many years ago.
I loved to spend time with them.
She was a workaholic; he was fun, interesting, outspoken.
We each moved to different parts of the world and saw each other very rarely.
And, then, last week, we got a letter from him that he had hand written. It was strange, disconnected, and made me feel so sad. He said he and his wife had separated, she had kicked him out of the house, and he was in love with a girl from our college days. He could not get her out of his mind, even though she had died.
The letter was just so bizarre.....
Then, today, I received a note from his daughter on Facebook. She knew her father had been in contact with us. She wrote that.....
Her father has dementia; he says and believes strange things.
He was not kicked out of his home, he and his wife are not separated, but he is enamored with his old friend from college days who is dead.
My heart is aching.
Aging; it's not pretty.
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