Kate still remembers my name, but the tie between my name and me is getting noticeable weaker. We are spending a little more time at home today since we have a crew of workers installing new windows in the house. A few minutes ago as we were sitting across from each other in the family room, she said, “What is your name?” I gave her my first name. Then she asked for my full name. After I had done that, she asked me to repeat it again. She tried to repeat it and then stopped. She asked me to repeat it. Then she repeated it back to me. To me that is another sign that she is working hard to hold on to all the memories that are slowly fading away. I am so glad she doesn’t seem to be disturbed at all. That would bother me more than the sadness of watching her slip away from me.
