Finally – visitors have been given the all clear after the Norovirus wreaked havoc in Assisted Living. I saw Mom in the hallway and she greeted me with her usual grace and charm. She doesn’t know exactly who I am but she knows she knows me. I always tell her who I am.
She grins and answers, “Well hello Sir.”
We march around the perimeter and see her neighbor Phyllis – who loves to hug. I give Phyllis a big hug as she coos and smiles. Mom walks over and hugs us both.
There we were – the three of us – swaying and hugging and laughing.
This is her painting of a flower bulb from Jan 14 – beautiful!