THE LOVE OF MY LIFE
I am Shelly. It is December twenty-fifth, Christmas Day, and it is also will be the first night of Hanukkah, something which has only happened three other times in 100 years.
My daughter Kaitlyn is driving. I had asked her to roll down all the windows and turn up the floor heater.
Kaitlyn protests, “Mom, its warm in the sun.”
I say, “Yes, dear, but the air is chilly.”
I love to take drives with the windows down and the floor heater on high. I feel like I’m in a warm Jacuzzi yet the chill air is invigorating. My purse and my coat are beside me with the thermos of hot cocoa just the way my father likes it, made with milk not water.
Kaitlyn is driving me to Fullerton Gardens, an Alzheimer’s residential care facility, “Memory Care”…
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