Today is World Alzheimer’s day. A cruel, hard to accept, disease whose magnitude only include those who live it closely. People who want us to forget us. To forget those who are. That our common memories are only in our memory. In recent days, a letter has become viral on social networks. The Charter of an Alzheimer’s patient to the woman of his dreams. What we know of it, in addition to its infinite capacity to move us?
This is the letter, the text of which we transcribe below:
I am writing now, while you sleep, your morning wasn’t I that Sunrise is at your side.
On these trips of back and forth each time step more time to the other side and in one of them, who knows?, I fear that there will be no return.
If tomorrow I am not able to understand what I think. If tomorrow and I can’t tell you how I admire and appreciate your fortitude, this effort of yours for being by my side, trying to make me happy. Nevertheless, as always.
As if tomorrow were not already aware of what you are doing. When you put pieces of paper in each door so that you do not confuse the kitchen with bath; When you get to that end up laughing after wear shoes without socks; When you insist on keeping alive the conversation even though I I lose in each sentence; When you come secretly and I susurras to ear the name of one of our grandchildren; When respond tenderly to mine such outbursts of anger that assail me, as if something within me rebels against this fate that I catch.
For these and for many things. If tomorrow I don’t remember your name or mine.
In its morning already not I could say thank you.
If tomorrow, Julia, wouldn’t be able to tell you, albeit one last time, that I love you.
It is difficult even to transcribe it without that tears will jump. It’s the card that every family of an Alzheimer patient would want to receive. That must have passed through the head to its author, Jesús Espada, when he wrote it in 2014. Because, Despite what has been repeated in social networks, the letter is not authentic. Or, better said, it is not based on a true story. The author does not suffer Alzheimer or wrote the letter to his wife.
The Jesús Espada journalist wrote it for the III contest of love letters of Cobisa (Toledo), who won with her, obviously. But none of this means that the Charter is not authentic. It is authentic feeling, true rebellion against fate, true love. Thousands of users of social networks attest to this.