We're still in the same house. She is now talking, sometimes, about working things out, provided I am willing to accept a lot of the blame for where we are at in our relationship.

Then it can all go sideways in a heartbeat.

Two nights ago she got some good news at work. I went to her work and left a gift on the seat of her car to celebrate. Yesterday she called me on her way to work in the morning. She said it was the last straw because I forgot to put gas in the car. She had enough gas to get to work, but I'd forgotten to fill it on the way home. So, she was done with me and needed out of this relationship because she couldn't stand my "bull$$it and double standards". All because I came home from work late and forgot to fill up the car. In over 20 years, that is the first time that has happened, and I have never gotten angry at her for not filling the car.

Then everything was fine at home yesterday evening after work until she asked me a question while I was sneezing. Then I sneezed a second time. Then a third time. She irritated that I didn't answer her right away, though she could see I was sneezing. She stormed off because I was "ignoring her."

A few weeks ago our oldest sat with me on the couch. He was quiet for several minutes, then said, "I think I love who I thought mom was, and I don't know what to do."

That made me sick and I cried after. I think about it every day since.

This is so sad. I don't know what happened. I really think Wernicke's dementia was part of this. I really loved who she was and tried to be her person.

RDM