I have spent the last two weeks having Donna’s name removed from bank accounts, the title to the house, her name off the land lease, the power bill, etc. Last Friday a woman from the ALS Association came over and picked up a few small things for their loaner closet. Someone else is coming over tomorrow to pick up a lot of the mobility supplies and home occupational therapy devices.
Those things were all esoteric, just names on paper or in computer files, today was a big one, I took all her clothes, coats, visors and shoes to Goodwill. I walk by the ratan hutch in the living room and look at the pictures of her to see if Donna is fading out like Marty McFly in “Back to the Future.”
