It was pleasant to go out and about this morning, dropping of two orders of coffee to two different spots on the way to or returning from my mom's. She and I made plans to go for a drive and get out this week. All we do is go to appointments for her treatment or sit in her house. Like me, she is very comfortable in her home and enjoys the space. I get that, yet the time we have is limited and the change of scenery will do her good. Jen and I went to Peninsula Creamery and the Stanford Theatre with the Priests to see the 1963 film "Charade". It was great to see on the big screen and having forgotten much of it was all the more enjoyable. The fire pit, Opolo, Nick Cave and conversation closed the evening. Lauren shared having reached out to her Aunt Barbara and getting a delayed and somewhat evasive response. How sad it is to consider that decisions would be made through a filter of negative and controlling biased influences. The book keeps writing itself.
