I'm a little bit sad. Maybe more than a little bit. I Was with Bob it the lab waiting for his blood to be drawn. A woman walked in with her husband. I don't know what instant recognition happened, but I saw my face and her actions that mirror mine when
I am in public with Bob. I knew immediately, that she and I were on the same field. I knew her husband had a memory loss even before he had taken a few more steps. I saw how she watched him go to the registration desk and how he turned back to look at her
for security. How when asked his last four digits of his social security number, he looked back at her, because he couldn't remember. I wanted to give her a hug, but didn't. I just let tears dribble down my face. I knew and she knew that this is what is. I
am still crying.