I finally saw Mom today after three days of being sick. I had stayed away because I didn’t want her to catch my cold. I think of her as vulnerable: a cold would knock her out. My mood, like the last of the rainy winter weather, was down and dragging. When I walked into Mom’s home today, the staff was more excited to see me than she was. I’ve been there every day for the last two weeks, so my absence was noticeable. When I arrived, the residents were sitting in a circle kickin

I blanked out while driving today. One minute I was happily driving towards the familiar intersection near my house, and the next, I couldn’t remember where I was going. I started to panic. Everything was familiar, but my destination was missing. I even started to talk to myself. “Where am I going?” I said out loud, as if I could will myself to remember. “Where am I going?” Thousands of images and connections flitted through my brain as I tried to make sense of why I had left