A Mother’s Last Gift
Language: en
I had Alzheimer’s disease. My son Albert said that instead of dragging on like this, half-dead and half-alive, I might as well die and be free. My mind had always been foggy, but Albert’s words pierced through me and jolted me awake. How could I bear to be a burden to Albert, the child I had loved with my whole life? Albert, my greatest wish as your mother is for you to be healthy and happy. If I have become your burden, then I will go... But why are you crying like that? 1. My mind could not tell east from west, north from south, let alone day from night. Most of the time, I…