It Breaks My Heart
It breaks my heart when we play trivia and Greg can't remember the name of a song or who sings it, when it's a song that he's heard thousands of times.
It breaks my heart to listen to him word search for the most common words, chair, pen, pencil paper, scarf, screwdriver.
It breaks my heart when he can't remember who someone is, myself, Trevor, Elliott, Nich, Bobbi, Bryce, Kiefer or Walter.
It breaks my heart when he can't remember the last time he saw Walter, when he was just here yesterday or he saw him this morning in church.
It breaks my heart that Greg's sisters don't bother to call or keep in touch, or even care to find out how he is doing.
It breaks my heart that he may never get to know any of his future daughter in laws or grand children.
It breaks my heart knowing that these things will get worse.
And these are the things that break my heart.
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