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Published on Jan 31, 2016
Her world, like her frame, first grew, then shrunk with the years.
From childhood room, with only space enough for bed and bureau, teddy bear and dreams, to a college dormthen a city apartment, -wedding presents stashed in boxes under the bed in that fifth-floor walk-up with enough room (barely) for two.
Then to a children-full house which eventually emptied, then re-filled with grandchildren, then emptied again by movers for the practicality of a condominium with no stairs to test a new set of hips, and enough room, once again, for just two.
That emptied too as another year passed, and two became one, and the movers took the boxes to a smaller apartment in a residential center, with dining hall service, and an emergency buzzer and a closet full of moth-balled dream-spun memories, each carefully packed away.
A fall and confusion, and the movers packed fewer boxes, few memories left in her now, down the hall, to a bedroom the same size as her childhood bedroom, as her world, like her frame, shrinks, and soon must shrink again, to the finite size of the final box, in her small corner of Eternity.