I’ve been talking to some mothers recently. I called my own. Such an odd experience, talking to a woman who is losing her memory but retaining everything else. The voice and the expressions haven’t changed. “Hello darling!” she says. She knows she misses me, but she doesn’t remember when she saw me last. She rarely […]
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The Time-Honored Tradition of Trinkets