Special Someone

Once a week, Bernice whispered to me in a giggle, “did you know that I am engaged to be married in three weeks?” Well into her 90’s, she consistently fell in love with the male caregivers at the dementia unit where she lived, the same three 20-something good-humored guys. Bernice would bat her eyes, look all shy and offer her big bright toothless smile whenever they passed by.

Bernice had married young, spent decades with an abusive husband, and also said weekly “I am still looking for that special someone to treat me right.”

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