It was a relief to hear these words from Rosa. Now I could talk with her about this sad fact. I touched her hand and told her I was sorry. We spent an hour talking about death and friends we have seen die from this terrible disease. Rosa said that did not mean she was going to die tomorrow.
We sat close together (so I could hear her) and looked out into the yard. We visited a long time. We have previously told each other the story of our lives several times. I have dementia so we are like cousins. We had similar childhoods in some ways.
I suggested that we go to Olive Garden and have lunch.
We had a good time.
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