Sorrow unrelenting

How can I describe the pain in my soul. Most of you who read this will not understand how I feel, but you will and when you do talk to me because I will be there for you. For those of you who don't know I was in a car accident this summer and my dad has been paralyzed from the chest down. Thankfully he is not dead, but the impact is still there. At the moment most of my peers don't realize that their parents will get old. Well they realize it but honestly we don't have a good grasp on it. I never really got it too until after the accident. When I think of my dad it is always with him being healthy both in body and mind. Even now it is hard for me to think of him as paralyzed. Honestly that pierces my heart every time i think about it. That my father will never be able to do so many things that he once enjoyed makes my eyes water. But the worse part is that he lost some of his memory because of the surgery. Pretty much it feels like my father has become 20 years older in a matter of months and my mind is unable to handle it. My mental picture of my dad has always been of walking through the city with him or of him holding me on his shoulders carrying me somewhere. And it is so hard for me to think that he won't be able to do that anymore. Then there is the memory loss. I always hoped that my parents would remain mentally stable. I'm sure most of your grandparents are able to talk normally and can hold a conversation, but a few of you probably know some who aren't able to do so. To have your parents like that is one of the hardest things you can ever go through. My father was smart. He went through med school and was a practicing doctor for most of his life. But now to think of him as someone who see's things that aren't there and talk nonsense is like taking a punch in the face. I pray that none of you will ever have to go through what I am going through right now, but statistically at least a few of you will. At that time know that I'll be there if you need it.