Veggie Sticks and Dance Parties.

So everyone knows about my dad's irreversible dementia. He's been doing amazing. You wouldn't know it if you didn't know him. But I know him. And I see in his eyes sometimes, just for a second, that he's lost, looking at me for reassurance. It's been really hard. Today is one of the days I'm really sad about it. On the verge of tears for the last hour.

Then the Berns comes through for me. Grabs Drew off her chair, steals some of her Veggie Sticks and has a mini dance party with her in the kitchen. These moments. Priceless. We are so lucky. Thank you, daddy.