P. J. ( left) is dying from Alzheimer's Disease.
We were always very close.
It is so very hard to see her disappearing before my eyes.
I call her every morning and have since she was diagnosed 2 years ago.
She is slipping away fast and now calls me "Aunt Louise."
I struggle with losing her.
I miss her more than I can write.
Only people who have experienced this living death can understand what I am feeling.
I am saying goodbye to her every day and I always say before I hang up...I Love you, Today P. J and she will say...I love you too but can't remember my name any more.
I love you P J...My Sister...My Friend!