Aging

Senility has brought strange things for my father. Sickness, silence, loneliness, and isolation is a part of it that understanding and facing each one needs complicated life experiences and unfortunately a small number of people could understand the nature of it before reaching that certain age.

I don’t remember the last time my dad hugged or kissed me or even the last time we talked about anything except the usual greetings. Basically, to me, my dad was never an emotional person but in these past few years I feel emotionally dependent on him and despite all the unpleasant things that happened, I feel like I love him even more and losing him is getting harder every day.

My father is getting more lonely every day, Lonely by its existence Meaning. When he is at home, he spends most of his time sleeping or he sits all alone in his room and he insists on keeping the door shut. I can hear him from the closed door. Sometimes he shouts things out loud and other times he murmurs. Sometimes he is rebellious and he shouts, the way he used to be when he was young but then he goes back to his shell. I feel emotionally dependent on him more than ever.