About a month after my mom was admitted into the hospital last summer, I was looking for something and happened to open the drawer of her nightstand. I found this:
She must have written this in June or July, right before she went to the hospital. I’ve been hanging on to it and tracing each letter. She tried to write later on, but her fine motor skills and cognition were so bad that she only managed scribbles instead of her clear cursive.
I’m not sure why I’m sharing this today.