Last Saturday, I was in Boca eating dinner at my Great Aunt Barbara’s. She's 89. Seven years ago, her husband passed away. A few years later, Barbara had a stroke that limited her ability to use her right arm. It also messed up her speech. “Yesses” and “Nos,” she’s now mastered, but anything else sounds like nonsense to the untrained ear.
What a great, thought-provoking essay! So many people can relate to it! Thanks for writing such a moving piece!
Lost my nan to Alzheimer’s a few months ago and this is beautiful and also punches me right in the pancreas. What a read 💔
So good and so sad all at once.
Sharing humanity might yet mean there is hope for it. just. . .whew, so great!
💚💚💚 thank you for sharing! 💚💚💚
Such a beautifully sad story. I can’t help but ask (with perhaps hopeless hope), can she type with her fingers or write letters?