I can see now that he is slowly disappearing. He told me in his own words not long ago. It wasn't so evident just a few months back but now I realize. Names are harder to come by and the look is somewhere over the horizon. I have to help with things that not long ago he would never of needed my assist. Simple tasks have become more difficult and time consuming. It's still him but yet it's not. Does that make sense. Words flow from his mouth that he never would have spoken in the past. He's smaller and thinner and grayer and whiter and spotted physically. He's starting to shuffle instead of walk. You should have seen him in his day. A dapper dashing Dan he was. Things are being taken from him and it frustrates him. He's just as good as always he explains. No you're not reluctantly I say. How long this will go no one knows. I see no happy ending. I guess this is the hurting sad part of life. I knew it would come but then again I didn't. I ignored it and now here it is. He's still the best man I have ever known. Still the King to me. It's hard. I need to be patient and understanding with him. These are not my strengths. I don't know what I will do when he forgets me.
