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Sweet Relief!

Valentine’s Day I am not forgotten.  My hand reaches out with eyes still closed searching for my blackberry.  Take a peek at my messages and voila!

Just a single line to let me know I am remembered.

 

Saturday, February 19 dad turned 85.  Whew!  He made it another year.  Movements are slower but his mind stays sharp as a pencil.

Happy Birthday dad!  Yes, lunch tomorrow … will pick you up shortly before noon.

 

A small chunk of raisin bread kept frozen.  Lazy afternoon and cleaning out the fridge, I pull out that chunk of bread, cut into three slices and pop it into the toaster oven.

Spread some butter and enjoy!  A slice for mom, a slice for Mara and a slice for Mishka… by myself, I smile in sweet relief!  We are all fine.