My husband and I were discussing our upcoming battle because my great aunt had recently lost hers – was seeing things that were not there (or possible) and had lost the ability to stand and walk.
Dirk: I hope I don’t go like that.
Me: Oh – it’s going to happen. I just hope that when I lose it, I’m lost in one of the worlds I created. That way I can continue to tell stories.
Dirk: (pretending to be a child) Dad, did grandma really do that?