Each day feels new, and my memory of the one before is faint. I’m learning to adapt. |
| I read the notes and watched the news to learn what happened yesterday. As stated before, each day starts over with a dusty memory of yesterday, like a chalkboard not dusted well. Today is no different. So what do I have to share? I started again at the beginning: looking at pictures of my family so I remember their names, making coffee as a routine task One of the pleasures in my morning routine is checking out WdC |