This morning before I left for work, I asked my Pa if he had taken breakfast. He said yes. I asked what he ate. He replied, "2 bao". This is how I create a conversation with him.
Then after a pause of a minute, he asked me if I had any breakfast. I said yes, our helper had packed for me '2 bao' too. He asked again if I had breakfast to eat. I repeated the same reply. So touched he still remember to show concern to me even though he has slight dementia. His mind is still somewhat clear.
Last night when I came home, he wobbled into my room with his walking stick and asked if I had taken dinner.
I think my parents are the only ones concerned for me in this lifetime. No one else will bother. ❤️😭