I called over to see my Aunt Elizabeth this morning, the very first time I've seen her for a dozen years.
She is 94 years old and as bright as a button. Her memory is quite remarkable.
I spent about forty minutes with her, reminiscing about relations and family. One of my aunt's sons lives relatively close to the care home she now resides in.
Saturday, 21 December 2013
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