I just spoke with my grandma. Shes 87 and is slowly losing her memory. I imagine that this is a grace in some ways, it was very sad speaking with her, it’s like slowly watching someone you care about moving further and further out of the picture. She was the most important person to me when I was younger, she taught me how to cook, she was glamorous and always together. She was amazing to me. She has outlived 2 husbands and has great grandchildren now. She had lived as a corespondant in the 30’s and early 40’s in Lebannon, so many amazing storys she has still to tell.