I could never envision her persona, never understand her sorrows and joys, until quite recently when I stepped into her secluded life, in an old house, a sanctuary for her Alzheimer’s.
I heard her talking and trying to build stories of his past in front of a photo or a personal object. A story of alzheimer and loneliness.
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