Thursday, March 5, 2009

Happy Birthday

My father is ninety-five today, March 5. It is not a birthday I celebrate. He is wheelchair-bound, incontinent, half-blind, and three-quarters deaf. He doesn't talk any more and doesn't know me from Eve. His life has narrowed to eating and excreting.

And every time I walk into the nursing home, I think "This is my future."

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