Our 30th wedding anniversary has been bittersweet. On the one hand, I always knew we’d make it this far, but on the other, my husband’s Alzheimer’s disease has rendered our special day a one-sided affair.

When Tony and I were married in October 1995, our life together was like a blank canvas waiting to be colored in with memories and shared experiences. We had every intention of growing old together and being that elderly couple holding hands in the park.

We were the couple who would draw the attention of waitresses and innkeepers. More than one would comment about how we looked like we genuinely liked each other. Maybe the laughter and banter had something to do with it.

Tony truly is my best friend. He was my cheerleader and confidante, and he remains the one I affectionately call “my

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