not all who wander are lost

not all who wander are lost

Friday, December 03, 2010

hello sun in my face

Yesterday, I wheeled my elder out of the nursing home into the blue sky and sunshine. She closed her eyes and lifted her chin to it all. I did too for a moment. (yesterday's poem whispering, "hello sun in my face") Felt sooooo good. Later last night she called me. We talked for a bit and then she said, "wasn't that sunshine nice today?"



Richard said...

It always is :-)

della said...

Sara, I want you to be my caretaker and I will be your elder, not right now but your elder is blessed to have such a wonderful caretaker.