Mama has a stroke loses her English (and speech and right side for a while), scribbles some Descartes in French, and begins a new path. A 420 character 9-line memoir bit

“Je pense donc je suis,” Mama writes
after her 1st stroke robs her of speech & English.
“What the hell?” mutters Dad as we stand gap-jawed around the hospital bed.
She recovers, cuts her waist length milkmaid braid,
& breaks out of the house.
She starts a fabulously successful stroke group,
and evolves back to the Real Miriam (according to Aunt Rosemary)
before 7 Kids & Sumner (Dad).
I wasn’t as scared of this Miriam.