Writing into Life, More
I visited my friend today, who now lives in a care home nearby.
She said it was good to see me and it was good to see her too. She tends to put herself down a lot so I challenge her when she does this. She is such a lovely lady, good company, funny and kind.
Lydia and I only had a short walk today, so I’ll make it up to her tomorrow. She doesn’t seem to mind, and is enjoying some evening air outside, barking occasionally. She’s had her tea and I’m enjoying an early evening glass of wine.
As my friend and I reflected together today, it’s the simple things in life that mean the most: a cup of coffee in the company of a friend; a glass of wine when you fancy one; a loaf of bread and some good cheese. Can’t beat it.
Glad About 