Things To Do

April 3, 2010
Saturday, 1:03 P.M.
Home

Home from CarolAnn's house, I can't get her aloneness off my mind. How I hate locking her door behind me not knowing if anyone else will be by to see her today. She was going to sleep as I left after eating, what for her, was a good breakfast; 3/4 of a slice of French toast and two cups of tea. We sat on her bed and talked for quite a while. She told me she is sad, I told her I am too. She told me she thinks she's going to die very soon, I asked what makes her think that, she told me she just feels it. She told me she had things she wanted to do before she died, I asked her what they were. She told me she wanted her place cleaned out and cleaned up, I told her we could do that. She told me she doesn't have the strength, I told her I do. She will settle in very nicely in the management role. She'll direct from whatever comfortable perch we find for her and I will carry out her instructions. When we get the place cleaned out and cleaned up, we'll tackle the next item on her bucket list.

I think I should plan that trip to Ireland for the very near future, I have a list of my own...