Why Am I Like This?

97 years in under than 2000 words.

It seems I can’t tell her story, without telling my own.
And I can’t tell my own, without telling theirs.
We are, for better or worse, tied to each other beyond his death and her dementia.
More than nature, nurture or culture, we three created each other.
Each of us would’ve been completely different, possibly unrecognizable, had our lives not intersecte…