Zelda is not quite herself.

She's frightened by the way the world looks to her these days, by the lapses in her memory, by the widening gap between her and Bill—the love of her life. Bill is unsure how to help his wife, and he's even less certain how to deal with the distorted new reality enveloping them. Their future appears bleak, fuzzy, unmanageable.

At a time when family support has never mattered more, Bill's daughter is convinced she was born for this call to caregiving. But unwritten role descriptions have a way of challenging one's confidence. Brutally honest and peppered with smile-inducing anecdotes, this story is as much about the gifts of discovery and unforeseen blessings as it is about aging and decline.