When Days Turn to Hours Turn to Minutes

Hello from Comforts of Home in Menomonie, I am sitting at Lydia’s bedside and she continues to amaze us as she has slept, but continues to simultaneously fight and fade. I use those words in that order intentionally because up to this morning that was the order in which I would say things have occurred.Continue reading “When Days Turn to Hours Turn to Minutes”

The Weekend

Buenas dia, Estoy sentado en de balcón. Yo puedo caminar des de cuarto. Antes noche yo dormí aproximo 9 1/2 hora. Yo pienso que es que más yo he dormido en años. Es el sábado por la mañana y espero que pasan la mayor parte del día en la playa mirando el océano y leyendoContinue reading “The Weekend”