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The Rhythms We Keep Since My Mother’s Stroke

The slight din of the television on TVLand from her room made its way toward the kitchen where Curtis and I sat, trying to figure out how this was all going to go. How everything had changed.

Watching Daddy during the months between Mama’s first hospitalization, the rehabilitation facility merry-go-round, and finally coming home, I understood for the first time what it meant to live your partner’s rhythms.