I know you mean well, but please do not say that Dad remembers me because he recognizes my picture. (It sounded like I was complaining but really I was just expressing my thoughts.) And that is all the thoughts are.
The truth whether he remembers me or not is what it is. Nothing that I can't deal with.
And certainly when I see him, the memories are what they are, and the time I am there will become memories as well during the time I am there visiting.
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