Today as I entered my Alzheimer client's room, the foot stool was next to the door. There was a feeling of guarding the door, like when we were kids, playing cowboys and Indians...
"Were you guarded your fort?
"Well yes, what else is there." She said.
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This blog is one way I share my self expression. My system of well-being is based on what is showing up, right now. I am an appreciator, having infinite conversations