As I walked the halls of the nursing care facility where my mother resides this afternoon I was somewhat stirred. After tomorrow I would not be making a daily trip here, a place that I have been coming to almost every day for the past ten months. Some things won't be missed, but there are people that have crossed my path here that will be sorely missed indeed.
I was sitting on Mother's bed this afternoon and I asked her would she like something to drink.
She grimaced her face with such expression and stated, "I haven't drunk in all these years I am not going to start now."