Still Alice

by Lisa Genova

And while a bald head and a looped ribbon were seen as badges of courage and hope, her reluctant vocabulary and vanishing memories advertised mental instability and impending insanity. Those with cancer could expect to be supported by their community. Alice expected to be outcast.

“I think that even if you don’t know who I am someday, you’ll still know that I love you.”

I will forget today, but that doesn’t mean that today didn’t matter.