Dad's bird

One of my father's sketches, found in an old notepad. He would have been 89 today.

Thinking of Mom

It's hard to believe that my mom is now in a nursing home. Little did I know when she moved in with me in March that her Alzheimer's would progress so quickly. This last month was a turning point, when we knew she needed 24-7 care that we could not provide at home. She is in the same place where my father spent his last year. A warm place with a great staff of nurses and aides who greeted us like old friends. Still, not an easy decision.

Thank you all for your kind thoughts and well wishes.