Winter Passage
The questions came with an exhausting regularity. The same questions that she had been asking in a curious cycle, non-stop for the previous thirty minutes. The same answers were given each time, but they dissolved into the fog as quickly as they were spoken. She was eighty-three years old--an age where forgetfulness and innocent confusion ought to be forgiven, no matter how many times it occurred.
But there were other things that were happening. Things like not remembering what a washing machine was for, and the loss of her ability to operate something as simple as a can opener. There were moments of panic when she looked at her surroundings and failed to recognize the home she had lived in for nearly four decades. She began removing food from the refrigerator and placing perishable things under sofa seat cushions or inside any one of a half dozen closets located throughout the house.
What had begun as uncertainty over the use of simple household appliances and the proper storage of food rapidly encroached upon her memory of people and the relationships she had enjoyed with family and friends. I became "Charlie," a once upon a time boyfriend who had somehow emerged from the shadows of her mind. She regaled me with stories of romantic walks we had taken, and other special moments we had once shared in her youth. The eventual diasnosis confirmed what was already suspected. She was in the clutches of what they called a "major neurocognitive disorder," also known as Alzheimer's disease. The condition was terminal. The doctors gave her five years, but she passed midway through the fourth.
On the day she died I realized that I had lost her for a second and final time. The first loss was to the bizarre world that had held her mind captive. The second mercifully released her from the first, but this time she was gone for good. Winter Passage is the story of the most remarkable woman I have ever known. Her life was a tapestry woven from her experience of surviving the Great Depression, her professional years as a banker, and her never always done role as a wife and mother.