Colleen[10]: Missing my Cat

[mdlbear]

Saw Colleen this morning and evening; both times she was out of bed and sitting in her chair. This evening she was wearing her kitty-cat dress; we walked the loop around the nursing station. Then I sang: "The Band Played Waltzing Matilda", "The Fans Sang You Bash The Balrog", "Desolation Row", and "Quiet Victories". (This morning was "The Mary Ellen Carter" and "Lilly, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts", IIRC.) Got a few compliments on my singing, and left a small stack of CC&S cards at Colleen's request.

They've added something to her pill salad to go after the yeast infection that she always develops when she goes on antibiotics.

Had a nice long talk with the Younger Daughter this morning -- she had mis-set her alarm for a 5pm appointment. Well, more her chattering at me than the other way around, but I don't mind. Need to do that more often. OK, I never did get the hang of teenage girls, but I'm doing a lot better now than I did back when I was a teenage boy.

Missing Colleen is interesting, because it's not really very specific most of the time. Instead, a generalized loneliness hangs in front of everything, like a scrim. I've noticed this effect before.

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[zencuppa.livejournal.com]

Missing Colleen is interesting, because it's not really very specific most of the time. Instead, a generalized loneliness hangs in front of everything, like a scrim. I've noticed this effect before."

*hugs* That's how I feel when I miss Jim, just not quite "right."

[mdlbear]

*hugs*

Thanks -- it's good to know that I'm not the only one.