There are few moments in your life that hold the power of being able to be recalled in such a detailed and vivid manner that even years later, that moment is seared into your memory. One of those days, for me, was May 29th, 2010. I remember where I was. I remember who was in the room with me, the lighting in the room. I remember looking at the clock and the time read 6:57 and for some strange reason, I also remember what I was wearing. This is the day I found out my mother was diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis(ALS), often referred to as Lou Gherig’s Disease, at the age of 45.
For a minute, my world stood still. Did I hear this right? These kinds of things don’t happen in my family, I remember thinking. Upon receiving this
For a minute, my world stood still. Did I hear this right? These kinds of things don’t happen in my family, I remember thinking. Upon receiving this