Memories

Thinking about my late parents when they were staying in an old aged home.

About 14 years ago when I visited them one Sunday afternoon, with R jnr., we stayed the whole afternoon, but it still felt tóó short! It was precious time and I was not really prepared to share it with the other old people who stayed there as well!

That Sunday an old lady, whom I did not really know very well, stopped me on my way to their room. I must admit, I felt quite annoyed, but did not show it! So, I spent some time with her, and was rewarded with this beautiful red tin of cookies!

My first reaction was to refuse it, because I knew she must have gotten it from somebody as a present, but then I realised it was given with love, I could not refuse it!

It was with shame in my heart that I realized how precious that short visit was for her, she was not as lucky as my parents, who were used to my frequent short visits during the week, and regularly every whole Sunday afternoon!