Thank you for your message. Your description of your mom reminded me a bit of my mom, who died in 1995. Yes.. I realize this is how it is. It hurts to see him weakening. I wish it were more merciful, this slow taking of our loved ones. But, maybe the fact that it’s slow is the merciful part. I will think about your words. And yes, my father is the tenderest soul. I love him dearly. In my entire life, I never heard him say a bad word about anyone. That’s pretty incredible if you think about it. My mother was another story entirely. Talk about bitter. My father is like a Buddha sans enlightenment. It’s like he’s enlightened without knowing it, which, maybe, is real enlightenment.