Wednesday, January 25, 2012

the fine details

She remembers.

But she is not sure what she remembers. I walk into her room and she will ask me when am I moving or on other days I can tell by her confusion she is trying to ask me something. When I explain to her that she will be coming home to live with me next Monday, we spend the entire visit talking bout it.

"Okay, I am ready to go."

I continue reminding her," Monday, not today, but Monday".


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