on saturday we went to see our great aunt mary. she has alzheimers and cancer. she was once a talented seamstress to the stars, life of the party and loved to drink beer. what once was, are now fond memories. i think that is what is best. we have the memories. she uttered few words and ate little. she was aware though. she reached out to kenzie everytime kenzie ran by her. old life, new life. life is precious.
question of the day: local news or local paper?