About a week after my son was born, I received this email from mom’s friend from her church: From: Gregg, Lydia To: Gagne, David Subject: Re: [Your son] is adorable Sent: August 28, 2010 7:36 PM I really enjoyed the pictures you sent, [Your son] is so sweet and precious. I hope you have […]
Mom sent me this birthday card just a few months before my son, her first grandchild, was born. I had called her to tell her about the latest ultrasound and how excited I was; those are the pictures to which she refers. Dear David, I am so excited for you and I can’t wait […]
I recently found something my mom wrote and signed, dated June 7, 2010. It’s in her usual handwriting, and under her signature is someone else’s, listed as a witness. It reads: 6/7/2010 I, Kathleen A. Gagne, give permission for the following people to see my records related to my memory loss. Dr. Shoemaker Dr. […]
Mom got in a car accident in October of 2009 and for some reason the guy she hit — or who hit her, I was never sure of exactly what happened — kept contacting her directly instead of going through their insurance companies. She asked me to help her deal with it because he was […]
March 6, 2010 Imagine we’re in a completely new cycle. I have a beautiful dog and a silly black cat. I’ve reconnected with Cricket and Gary, and I hope to see them soon. again. Kathleen A. Gagne This is the last entry mom wrote in her “Letters to Mom” journal. It’s the only entry without […]
Mom was having a really hard time dealing with her financial situation by the beginning of 2010. She was paralyzed with fear about going bankrupt and had already been forced to move into an apartment after the bank foreclosed on her house. She would go for weeks without opening her mail and then be surprised […]
Dear Mom, I wish that I could understand why life gets so screwed up. Somehow, I’m sitting in a rented condo, watching CSI. I’m still alone. Jen is in Seattle and David is still in Los Angeles. [Redacted] and David are very happy. Soon they will be presenting you with a great grandchild. I’m very […]