The pizza.
The dock.
The wedding.
The ring.
The diagnosis.
And the day he chose me all over again.
I remember everything he is slowly losing.
And I’ll keep telling him our story for as long as I can.
Because when we renewed our vows, I promised that if he ever forgot, I would remember for both of us.
And every morning, when I walk into his room and see that ring on his finger, I know exactly why I made that promise.
