Taking Positive Life Steps
Growing up, my father was a constant companion, but a man of few words. We lived close to one another and for many years we would go for walks together where I would talk and he would listen. It was a cathartic process for me... someone to listen to my problems and in a way it really seemed to help. Dad never judged me or offered solutions... but was always a sympathetic ear. How I looked up to him... he was a real gentleman and a son couldn't have adored a father more.
Time waits for no man and Dad is now 85 and has for the past few years been afflicted with dementia. It just breaks my heart to visit him at the old folks home. His face lights up each time he sees me, but there is no longer a depth of understanding in his eyes. My mother passed away a couple of years ago from Alzheimers and now poor Dad has it too. It's a real challenge for loved ones to have to endure, as your parents slowly descend into a very dark place.












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Dunedin has very pronounced seasons... however this year has been an exception... summer has just gone on and on and on and we were beginning to wonder if it was ever going to rain. Our big underground water tank was almost empty and we had been counting the days before we had to order a tanker load of water. I had just planted 300 small flax and toi toi bushes to cover a newly formed bank... and we had been watering each one daily to ensure they didn't die.
My wife, Vicki, and I took our children on an outing over the weekend. We bundled the kids into our people-mover and after a 20 min. trip we arrived outside the front door of







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