All Alone

Somewhere there is a child missing her/his doll. This was sitting on the bench outside the church. Easily spotted, so when they come looking there it will be; and it is sheltered so no harm will come to it.

A sad afternoon. I went to visit my 95 year old friend Eunice who has just been confirmed as having dementia. We have suspected this for quite some time. Before I arrived, for the first time ever, her daughter had to remind her who I was. She had lucid moments but was mostly quiet. This is so out of character (as was) that it is startling.

On a happier note, I have the rest of the week free then go away on Sunday for my retreat.