Buried my dad on Friday 24 May, 2021. The ending to a long life filled with many good times. The last part of his life though, was filled with nothing but pain. Why? Well, a woman offering love moved in and took over. At age 73 she drug him off away from the family and he ended up married to her. The start of a long and twisted tale of theft and lies. Being witness to how our elderly dad become prey to others makes me aware that there are so many in our communities just like dad that need help. Where does one go to find justice when you reach out to the National Center for Elderly Abuse and no one responds? Or even at the State level where you talk to a case worker and they act like the one bringing up the issue had done the vicious act?
Your local Adult Protective Services office may've been a better resource than State level agencies or NCEA, which is more an education/resource provider.
The latter does point to ways to work within the community to assist/protect the elderly and disabled. You couldn't help Dad, but perhaps you can help someone else's LO by knowing what local resources are available. There can be a certain sense of peace in that.
A thousand hugs as your grieve your loss, cherish memories, and take care of yourself. In time you'll find you're able to put aside the anger and resentment of the past few years.
Unless our parent is under our roof, hard to protect them.
Sadly, it is now too late. You have taken what steps you are able to. Your father is gone. You say that you have wonderful memories of your time with him. Please try to concentrate on that. Anger kills us from within.
I wish you healing and peace. Perhaps only time helps in situations such as yours. I hope you are able to move forward knowing you have done what you are able to do.