Happy birthday Nana. You are 97 years old today. I have only had the pleasure of growing close to you in the last three years. You may feel hobbled by dementia but you have changed my life. Because of you I have a roof, I am able to live near the prison and see my husband, I continue to keep on keeping on through kidney failure, etc. You are a shining example of determination and productivity and grace. I have grown to love you.
And p.s. world. It’s NOT my short term memory that is in the 7th percentile. I’ve been reading and it’s my Declaritive memory that is smoked. So it might take a year for me to learn your name but I love you all the same.