For a decade, John and Bridget were happily married parents until her functional abilities began to fail. Before Alzheimer's ate away Bridget's brain cells along with her soul, Thanksgiving was her favorite holiday.
The caregiver had to keep reminding Bridget to stay seated. That night was also the first time she and my new partner ate at the same table. After several months, I began to wonder: “What exactly I am waiting for?” If it didn't work for whatever reason, it would continue as the beginning of the beginning.