That's what courage is. If she weren't scared, she wouldn't need courage in the first place." -Jo

Alzheimer's ... it is a barren disease, as empty and lifeless as a desert. It is a thief of hearts and souls and memories.

There were moments when it honestly seemed as if the world were conspiring against her.

Nothing about this entire scenario made sense. But who cares? Once in a while, everyone was entitled to be a bit flaky, and now it was his turn.

Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can't believe that ours didn't go on forever.

I know, but no matter what I choose I have to live with it. Forever. I have to be able to go forward and not look back anymore. Can you understand that?

All he knew was that they fit somehow, and that he felt as if he spent most of his life traveling a path that led inexorably to her.