Frigid Friday
Winter is finally here, at least temperature-wise. It's nice to throw my huge winter blankets on the bed. It makes me think of childhood winters in the Albany area of New York. It's one of a couple of things that makes me wish I were still there.

Another is my mother. My sister is taking her to a doctor today to look into Mom's increasing difficulties remembering major and minor details. Talking to my mother now is sometimes like talking to a different person.

I wish I could be there today.