From the book:
“I didn’t know how stunning it would be when the phone call came that we’d entered a new chapter of our lives—that Grandma might be writing the last pages of her story. I didn’t know how many tears I would shed on the pages as we turned them together.
“So . . . this is a chronicle of the hardest goodbye I’ve ever said. Many days I left Grandma’s side and sat in my car scribbling teary transcripts of our conversations or went home and pounded my grief into a keyboard because I knew I couldn’t bear to forget any of it—but neither could I trust my memory to hold it—so I wrote and I wrote and I wrote.
“I didn’t know how many chances I’d have to hold her hand and whisper, ‘Grandma, tell me a story.'”