Remembering for Them

The Vintage Car Show was not my idea. My sister talked me into it. She reminded me that Mom adored these Fifties cars as much as she loved soda fountains and dancing the Jitterbug.  


There were some real beauties on display. My sister said we should learn to appreciate things Mom cherished, even though dementia has stolen her memory of them.


We looked at the love and care that went into the cars. We saw the people who travelled miles to admire them.


Okay, now I get it.


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