'It took a few seconds for me to realize that she thought I was Dad. I smiled at her, and then she patted my arm and said, 'Well, are we going to tie the knot?' 'I felt so badly for her. I thought about how wonderful it would be if Dad could have been there to help her out. But I knew I couldn't act as if I was my father. That would really be a mistake. So I tried to bring her around gently, without causing her much embarrassment.' 'What did you say to her?' Carl asked. 'I told her I was Michael. She continued to look at me with a quizzical look. When she didn't respond, I tried again. 'I'm your son, Michael. You married Dad sixty years ago. He's gone now. Do you remember?'' The music seemed to be slowing for Helen Telford. After the death of her husband six years prior, she had persevered with the help of her son, Michael. As time passed, Michael found himself as the conductor of his mother's life. She was slipping. Ultimately, the Telford's realize that Helen needs more than her children can provide. With the darkness of dementia closing in, their lives come to an interminable pause as they wait for what is to come. As the beat continues, Michael is forced to come to terms with the new realities of his family's life. When he finds himself caught between his mother's needs and the needs for his own life, will he be able to resume the music or remain in the Caesura?
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