I think his relationship with God is okay - it’s just that his memory wanders. He’s got Parkinson’s Disease, too, poor dear. He’s retiring next summer, if he makes it that long.
I love going to Mass and would go every day if I could, but it doesn’t work out with all the children and their schedules. Once Anoreth can drive independently, at least she’ll be able to make a few more services.
I thought it might be something like that. It’s likely more frustrating for him than for anyone else.
I had a great uncle who was a doctor. After his death, I was at his home with my great aunt and several of his friends. One gentleman who was there, who was also a doctor, had suffered a stroke, and his speech was greatly impaired. He and I engaged in conversation, but it was so difficult for him to make himself understood that he bacame dejected, and gave up. I felt horrible for the guy; you could tell that there was this perfectly functional mind in there, just aching to interact with others, but totally frustrated in the attempt. I thought to have him write a few key words as he spoke to enable my ear to become accustomed to his manner of speaking, but wasn’t able to talk with him, again, before he and his wife left.