I Came Home From Okinawa To A Sold Sign On My Lawn

but in a small, dreary nursing home her insurance would cover. Richard had already blown through the first chunk of my house money on deposit for the clinic in Mexico, money that was now gone forever.

I went to visit her. She was frail, a shadow of the vibrant woman I remembered. Her room was beige and smelled of antiseptic.

She cried when she saw me.continue reading …