Watching my father-in-law go up to the front of the church today to take communion was very hard. He has Alzheimer's disease, and knows it. As I watched him go up to the front, I realized that he is waiting to join his God. I sat there and cried. He came back, knelt, and held my hand. Despite his age and his declining mental abilities, he was able to see that this was hard on me, and he was able to comfort me.
I was blown away by the whole experience. Just had to share it!
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