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Towards the end of their lives, my grandparents divided themselves in half. That was their continuation plan. That they would remain halves together. She, the steady hand. He, with the clear head, stuck in a red chair. My grandmother lost her mind when that chair was vacated.
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May 21
May 21, 2026 at 4:02 PM UTC
My grandparents
Towards the end of their lives, my grandparents divided themselves in half. That was their continuation plan. That they would remain halves together. She, the steady hand. He, with the clear head, stuck in a red chair. My grandmother lost her mind when that chair was vacated.
My grandmother fell fully into dementia when he went away.
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May 21
May 21, 2026 at 4:02 PM UTC
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