There is a Koi pond in the courtyard where my mother resides.
We visit this courtyard about every day. Mother enjoys the warmth of the outside and we all have taken a feeling of ownership with the fish by means of familiarity.
So it was a treat when those who feed the fish cared enough to let Charlotte help one afternoon.
Truthfully, I can say she is probably the youngest regular visitor at this skilled care facility. It only seemed better that she could have extra things to make her visits special.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
images of daily visits
"There is this difference between the grief of youth and that of old age;
youth's burden is lightened up by as much of it as another shares;
old age may give and give, but the sorrow remains the same."
Of all the images that flash across my mind, this one has sticking power.
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