The end comes to all.
Sadly, today my father passed away.
Fortunately, I was able to see him one last time back in June. It was heartbreaking to see such a strong man decline with the disease of dementia/ Alzheimer’s.
It was wonderful that Aris was able to meet his grandfather at a time where he can remember him. He saw him like I remember him as a child doing silly dances and silly songs.
What more is life but a collection of memories? Cherished until the last one who remembers passes away.
Rest in peace Dad.
RIP Mum and Dad (lilydale Memorial Park, Australia)
still in belgium 