My neice came down from Maryland and I remembered her from before I had my stroke. I kissed her because I loved her very much and she came with her friend which I didn’t remember her name but I know she lived in Gastonia, NC and I cried and said I was sorry for not remembering her and she said that it was alright but I cried anyway. They visited me for three hours and it was very nice and exciting.


Tagged with: Gastonia NcNeiceStroke

Filed under: Short Stories

Like this post? Subscribe to my RSS feed and get loads more!