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13.

I wanted to keep this to myself, but people were yelling at me for my scatteredness because they didn’t understand what was going on with me. I still don’t want them to know. But you were wife and mother. Three generations of single motherhood in my family now, actually. I am planning to break the cycle. People should know about you to know what you went through. Three generations. I have heard that song before. I am going to tell people.

We review very, very basic names. You are Doina. My mom is here and sometimes you remember her name. I am your granddaughter. We’ve stopped trying to explain the familial relations now. We try to focus on names. You go very slowly.

(This writing was truncated because I didn’t want to deal with the rest of it.)