A Woman With Dementia Whose Name I Can’t Remember, Changed My Life
At the care home, the 96-year-old woman surprised to see me greeted me sweetly and told me her name and age.
“My name’s Yaqoob. It’s nice to me, you too.” I repeated for the 6th time.
It was the 10th-grade weekly field trip to the nearby elderly care home. I was assigned to the dementia…