Let her be with her memories. Better that than be aware of this reality.
Try to capture what you can't bear to be without
Wherever you look there is so much loss and folly to contemplate.
I am afraid of losing what I have already valued.
After a lifetime's independenceโ yes, selfish independence as my daughter would rightly claim โ I am terrified of being reduced to childhood once more, to helplessness, to seas of confusion from which the cruel lucid intervals poke up like rock shoals.
Anything that makes it easier to understand, makes it a little easier to bear.