(Wed. 9/26 5:45am insert: Already the fourth day of the week with three more to go. Kay and I are still taking one day at a time, while others probably do two or three at a time. My favorite English teacher survived new-age public education by taking a week at a time, counting it as one day. The low number of “days” left in the year was easier to handle. At the end of each weekday, of course, she still crossed it off her calendar. It worked for her, as she stayed intact all the way through retirement last year. Love for her students was the real key, producing immeasurable fruits of her labor. Some people try to take the Spirit out of teaching, but the Lord knows “the rest of the story.”)
{9/26 8:48pm I must say, it’s a sleepy day for Kay. A generous former-teacher friend, the CNS nurse, and our daughters helped on different shifts. Our youngest was touched when she heard Kay clearly pray when seeming to be asleep. Heavenly! }
9/25: A week has come and gone since last Tuesday; (that's as brilliant as I feel this early morning).
Monday with Kay was remarkable. Lifetime friends visited our "dream cottage" while our son Spencer kept watch over his angel mother. She slept well most of the time and woke to be pleasantly surprised by dear ones. A timely visit by Kay's loving CNS nurse was appreciated. Our dear neighbor brought the best honey whole wheat bread and raspberry jam! I employed my cooking skill and toasted two slices for a heavenly, fast-food dinner.
Tuesday with Kay was blessed with a visit from her oldest brother, Lon and Stephanie, who brought comfort food that made the day for our daughter Angie and me. We also felt the love of other visitors, as a neighbor and a close friend brought tasty gifts. Much appreciated!
Recognizing tender mercies and answers to prayers,
we feel very blessed!
getting into Grandma's drawer
a favorite go-to in the far West
mission memories of service in Roseville, Michigan
Elder and Sister Cannon, remembered
