The news came to me this morning: my sister-in-law’s father passed away last night, after a long battle with Parkinson’s Disease.
It was difficult for him, for a long time, the illness impaired his ability to really communicate well and I didn’t meet him until well after it had started to take hold.
But at his daughter’s wedding, I watched as he danced with her and a broad smile appeared on his face, and I didn’t need any more communication than that.