Flash fiction about three generations of the same family gathered around the hospital bedside of a centennial matriarch. 

my ideas of what a memory is

So, the fact that I served in the army doen’t mean much to me, in the sense that it was not a major influence in my character or who I am. I did learn a few things, some of them good or worthwhile, about myself, my ability to cope with extreme pressure and my general physical habilities. But mostly I learnt about…