February 15, 2006:
Another offensive gift. Something she's enthusiastic about. Innocuous in itself. Offensive only because you'd told her each time she'd asked that you don't like the thing enough to want to rent, borrow, or own it.
Worries she's going senile. The fear in her voice. That she can't remember conversations.
Yet it's nothing new. She simply wasn't listening, as she failed to listen so many times, all the way back into your childhood, when you gave up on her for that reason.
The sadness of failed relationships.