My name is Bette and I’m 90 years old

My name is Bette, and I’m 90 years old. I never thought I’d be telling a story like this, but here we are. You know how people say family is everything? Well, sometimes family forgets what that word even means.

I raised three kids with my late husband, Hugh. We had five grandchildren and eleven great-grandchildren. You’d think all that history—the scraped knees I bandaged, the homework I helped with, and the cookies I baked—would make a family stick together. You’d be wrong.