Max and I went to the nursing home today.  It’s the first time we’ve been in several weeks, but I kind of ran out of excuses for not going, and I thought it would be good practice for him with the Halti.   He did well, he sort of self-corrects if I let him.   We didn’t stay long.  There was a party going on in the cafeteria, and most of the residents were there.   I didn’t want to bring him into that, especially since the first person I saw was Mean Jean, who always yells at me to get Max away from her.   We walked around and visited a few people, and then came home.   It was enough.  

I’m melancholy tonight.  I miss Anna.   I know she’d want us to keep going there, if only so I could bring her back stories about the other residents.  How we’d giggle over some of their antics.   I’m grateful for the time I had with her, she always made me feel so loved.  I hope she knew then and knows now, how much I loved her, and still do.