My parents are both still alive but live 1500 miles away. I do visit as often as I can and the caregivers/ nurses for my mom are constantly in contact if anything happens. (She was moved to the Assisted wing of the complex they were living in (Independent apt). Dad took care of her for many years. He is in independent living still in the same complex and does share meals with mom occasionally. She has dementia that has progressed past the angry disagreeable stage into a more gentle quiet place. Being around her is difficult as she is in her own world and while sometimes talkative is usually just quiet. Dad is still active with golf and cards and his also aging club buddies, most of who have passed on. He plays with all the original bones in his body 9 holes of golf every day if weather allows. His mind seems sharper then my own sometimes! His Mac D is progressing slowly thanks to regular injections and he has found it difficult to drive so is weening himself onto uber and taxis. He is well off thankfully and expenses are not a problem although he does complain about it to me. He couldn't see mom's pills and was definitely caregiver burnout and she was "wandering" off the property so we had to move her for her own safety. She seems fine- we moved her almost 1/1/2 yrs ago. She is 92 and walker trots all over the place although she hasn't figured out where their old apt (and Dad) are within the complex (Which is a good thing). So his sadness is not some big clinical depression because he misses her, but the realization that his "life" is shrinking to those things he can still do. With the Mac D we have gotten him the big reader screens, books on tape, headphones for his TV ( he also has to wear hearing aids) and set the computer screen larger so he can follow the curser, and read his emails. As an independent businessman all his life he recently sold out of everything (2017) he had built in his life so as not to leave a mess for his children, which took away alot of his daily tasks. He went down from 18 holes 2-3 times a week to 9 holes 4 times a week this year so he does love to golf! Just needs a ball spotter to tell him his ball is in the middle of the fairway! He used to go south for winters but since my mom's illness has not been able to do this. Flying alone is also more difficult for him. Does anyone have any uplifting ideas for his birthday I could do or give him?