I've seen her twice so far.

The woman downstairs has become older and suffered some sort of stroke. Shes now blind. She has a helper who seems to be bare bones. She has to learn how to walk up and down the stairs, and it seems tough because shes so old. Having to start over at that age is something almost incomprehensible.

Often I see her as I'm running on my way somewhere, thinking of the future. And there she is, slowly going up the stairs.