October 12, 2004
To: Future Me
From: Past You
Re: Your Condition
If you are reading this letter, then I have some bad news for you. You’ve always been a straight shooter, so here it is: You have Alzheimer’s.
Wait, don’t tear this letter up! I know you are angry. I’m perfectly fine, you’re saying. All these people who tell me I’m sick, they’re wrong! (For your sake, I hope there are “all these people.” I hope you are surrounded by friends and family who care about you. You were at times, in your youth, not entirely likable. I hope you have daughters by your side — beautiful, smiling daughters.)