A carb Monday.
A cold Monday.
A new church sign Monday.
A deposit and grocery Monday.
A creating Monday.
A leftover Monday.
A conversation with a daughter Monday.
A Mallard Ridge Monday.
A Monday that ended with a cold rain.
|Reheated Blueberry pancakes.|
|French Vanilla coffee|
|Working on the sign|
|This week's sign|
|The 3rd hyacinth finally bloomed|
|Well, the sky doesn't look as bad in this picture as it did with the naked eye! Not enough gray showing here.|
|Another baby washcloth done.|
It was told to me that one of the workers said he would probably be moved to the Alzheimer's unit before long. So sad. I know first hand what Alzheimer's does to someone. It is what took my precious mother away from us years before she died.
I could never work in a place like that. Nor could I work in a nursing home. I would become too attached to the people. It would be too hard to lose them. It is bad enough seeing things like what happened tonight. But, since we are only there for an hour once a month, I am still pretty much disconnected from them, which would not be the case if I worked there on a daily basis. I don't think any of the people who were in the services when we first came in 2008 are there still. If they are, they are not able to come. But, if I had to guess, I'd say most, if not all, have died.
I pray I don't have to live and die anywhere else but home.