Archive for March 2nd, 2010

I opened the ward door, looking toward the secured patio. There stood Wayne and a lady, hand in hand like two school children.

Much as I am warned (in order to be prepared), it tears me up.

He saw me and dropped her like a hot potato. When he ran to me, she followed and ran her hands urgently over his arm – the aides took her. Many hugs later, we sat in the common area, enjoying a coffee. A shadow darted back and forth, she was spying on us from the depths of an artificial plant.