My Lost Love

I'm looking at a photo of Jo and myself in Victoria Park, taken about a decade ago. We were so in love, and yet it still feels like yesterday. Jo's infectious laugh, her passion for life ... now long gone.

Jo is sitting in an armchair, she steals a glance in my direction but there isn't a flicker of recognition on her face. Her green eyes, still so beautiful, are now portals to a sea of emptiness - heartbreaking emptiness. I often thought that I might lose Jo to another man. I never dreamt that I would lose her to Alzheimer's.