The Brilliant Cage
Stone, Jem
It's hard to say when our time to leave this earth will be, or to predict how we will go. My Mother's been in the Dementia ward for five years now and with each visit there is less and less of her there, mentally and physically. It brings to mind an hourglass, the sands sifting down slowly. As a grown woman with kids of my own you'd think I'd be tougher but somehow watching her blowing away little by little, day by day, I'm overcome with a dee...
