A grandmother (Anne) living with her family down on the corner occasionally wanders (Alzheimers). I found her this morning sitting in my garden gazebo.
The air was indian-summer soft. Birds busy in the woods. I called Anne’s daughter. Then we had coffee and a pastry and I escorted her home.
for The Weekly Smile
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Sad that she wanders, but cool that you had coffee and pastries with her in your gazebo, like an honored guest.
wandering is better than what comes next, so i tend to see it as a positive.
cheers.
Great smile!
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I feel sad for her family, but happy she landed in a soft spot in your gazebo this time.
tough on the family and it can go on for a dozen years, but in the end, most adjust. perhaps you know. cheers.