She was about eighties. A wife of a veteran. Indeed, we just commemorated Veteran Day. The deep thought for all of our veterans, hoping they have meaningful day.
Image 01 - Illustration of Capgras delusion (Copy from Google)
About the lady, I have never ever forgotten how depressing she was.
She sat in her chair next to her husband when we had a casual conversation. She
slowly got up from her chair. She walked down the hall into her bedroom. Perhaps
she would like to use bathroom or just fix her hair.
She did not come back yet and we were about to leave. So, we looked into her room and she seemed made the bed.
She tried to fix her tidy bed stared at the bed and she said, “This bed, look at this bed, we had a lot memories here.”
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She sobbed, “We shared our life here, but I have never known where he is now.”
She sobbed, her shoulder up and down, her face looked very desperate. Then she
walked to the door, stared outside through the glass window, “I don't know how he is now.”
Her daughter took her back to her chair next to her husband. She still sobbed.
## To be continued to part 2
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