Here are a couple of photos my sister sent me from a wedding party my mom attended. They were taken either just before or just after Halloween, so I’m guessing on the date.
Within six weeks of these photos being taken, she’d be institutionalized and hospitalized, never see her beloved dog or cat again, and spend the next nine months perpetually drugged into a stupor, panicked and anxious, and repeatedly falling down until the day she died.
