Britt Alexandria
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Portrait of a Memory Part 2
Jane pulled a purple composition notebook and purple pencil from her messenger bag. She didn’t particularly like the color purple. In fact, she had a love/hate relationship with that color. After her grandmother’s Alzheimer diagnosis, Jane went off the deep end of advocacy. She joined support groups, wrote and signed petitions to spread awareness, and ran fundraisers to raise money for research. Purple is the “official color” of Alzheimer’s disease, so naturally she collected everything in purple. She worked tirelessly as if her actions would somehow change her grandmother’s prognosis. When it didn’t work that way, Jane was stuck with a lot of purple junk.
By Britt Alexandria6 years ago in Longevity
Portrait of a Memory
I was looking through the classifieds while sipping coffee at my local coffee shop. Yes, the classifieds in an honest-to-God newspaper. I’m also one of those people who still types her letters on a typewriter—unironically. But that’s beside the point. I was sifting through the classifieds because in my spare time I like to do commissioned work for the elderly. They happen to be the only ones who still subscribe and write to the actual newspaper. As I was perusing past the “clean my house’s” and “walk my pampered pooch’s,” something caught my eye:
By Britt Alexandria6 years ago in Longevity
It's All in Your Head
A few days later, Gia and Sophia were sitting at their usual spot in the mall’s food court. There was something about going to the mall that these two girls loved. It always seemed abandoned because the younger generation—their generation—was shopping for everything from home. The internet had taken over the shopping industry from clothes to groceries, so there was a certain peacefulness in the mall. The mall cop sauntered by, not noticing the girls.
By Britt Alexandria6 years ago in Humans
