[I wrote this in 2015 just after I moved Mom into memory care which is its own kind of quarantine. It reminds me to look for the good things in each day as I sit home alone waiting for the Coronavirus to go away for ever and ever.] Friday I went to see Meems at Wilshire Place anxious to see if she was settling in nicely. Her face lit up when she realized that it was her daughter that had entered her room. #maculardegeneration "I'm SO GLAD you came to see me," she beamed.