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[Fandfs] An update from the Institute



Greetings!

Sarah here filling in for Honey. I am staying here for the week for a little R&R before school starts, sending out resumes (do any of you need a bright young tech-savvy research assistant?) and taking care of my dear ol' Grandma.

Cynthia is doing well and seems to be regaining strength, or at the very least acquiring a voracious appetite. A few days ago mum and I went over and made her brunch. Upon completing a feast of steak, eggs and potato with a side cup of split pea soup, we asked how she had enjoyed the meal. "It was tasty," she said,"but now I think I'd like a little chocolate." We couldn't believe it. I go over a few times a day now to tempt her with gluten-free treats.

Every day brings new visitors and old friends to the Institute. Time continues in stasis, the amber of the moment being the only thing that seems real. With Cynthia's short term memory rapidly fading, we are all learning how to "be in the moment," a lesson I dare say we all need. With each new visitor the stories of days past come tumbling out, along with the laughter that fills the living room.

Cynthia has been reading up a storm and we feel this a good sign. Whole novels seem a bit daunting, however, and she seems to prefer to keep a stack next to her at all times that she can dip into now and again. She favors the young adult classics, Wind In The Willows, Treasure Island, Robinson Crusoe, et al, which are very comforting and familiar. When Gregson Davis was here the three of us read several scenes from the Tempest aloud, which was lovely. We did the voices the best we could, and only slightly stumbled over the Bards work. Gregson gifted Cynthia with a copy of the sonnets, which she seems tickled pink about.

It is strange to find myself for the first time in that role reversal of caring for an elder who has cared for you. My grandmother practically raised me, and adjusting to caring for the person you spent the first 15 years of your life looking to for care-taking is quite an experience. It feels lovely to be able to repay her, a least in some small part, for all the meals she made, the stories she read aloud, and the love & comfort she gave me as a child. I'm struck again and again at how life cycles back at the end to such a child-like state. Cynthia's clarity waxes and wanes, and some days we discuss literature and geneology, while some days are hazy and questions are repeatedly asked and answered. She seems confused more often then not, but relieved when we once again explain to her that yes, she can have that cookie on the tea-tray, or no, Molly hasn't gone to town she's just down the hall.

In a an effort to relieve the boredom of being bedridden, we introduced Cynthia to youtube. What witchcraft! What alchemy! Movies on the laptop in the living room! The momentary entertainment was enjoyable, but I think at this stage the computer is well beyond confusing for her. We're going try movies on the projector, I think, Planet Earth or something else simple and beautiful to watch on rainy evenings.

Molly says we were all too hasty waving off visitors recently, but we have all been feeling fairly overwhelmed since the holidays and were trying once again to bar the door against the hordes. Of course, it is the hordes that keep us all going in the end, and we are once again inviting everyone with open arms who want to come and visit the matriarch. (We do ask that visitors try and be as self-sufficient and communicative about their plans as possible, as we have our hands full these days and not always our wits about us.) Call before you come by, and you plan to stay make plans in advance with us.

Lastly, do keep letters and photos and stories and thoughts coming our way, as Cynthia relishes the news of the outside world and loves hearing from all her near and dear.

Much Love,
Sarah


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