We too are not traveling anymore. Fall of 2024 was our last trip involving flying. It was to attend his 60th high school reunion in Carlsbad, New Mexico. We live in Southern California. This trip was the morning after my son's wedding and involved getting up and to the airport by 6:00am for a 7:30 flight to Phoenix, changing planes-pushing the wheelchair with my husband and two carry-on bags to the next gate, almost missing our flight if not for the help of an airport cart driver and then when in Phoenix taking the shuttle bus to the car rental office, losing his CPAP machine in the process then driving for 5 1/2 hours to Carlsbad to arrive just as the reunion dinner was starting. I knew it would be a challenge for me, I am a small person-4"11 and was already exhausted from getting him to the wedding the night before but this would likely be the last time he would see and interact with his childhood and high school friends. He really enjoyed it (my reward) and his friends were so happy to see him as they knew he had just completed his chemo for Lymphoma was very weak. He is physically stronger now but mentally worse. I think the chemo and its side effects pushed him further down the dementia path. His friends thought that getting him there was somehow heroic on my part. I don't see it that way. "Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails" From Corinthians. And I truly love this man. My next challenge is our daughter's wedding in September. It involves a 6 hour drive to Mammoth Lakes, California. Fortunately I will have our live-in caregiver with us to help me drive and care for Ron. I am praying that his dementia will not progress too much and he will be physically able to walk her down the aisle with me and have that special father- daughter dance. One day at a time and every day with him now is a gift.