Beacon Hill Girl.

She is sick. Brain tumors have robbed her of her future, and a stroke has taken her ability to move and speak. She now resides in a skilled nursing facility. She is only a few years older than me.

IT IS UNFAIR. IT IS UNREAL. IT IS WRONG

The spark in her eyes remains and I can tell she is still in there. Her husband is holding it together and never leaves her side for very long. I want to help but can't find the right words or right thing to do, so I did this.