I'm a bit sad today because my Stephen Ministry Care Receiver (the person I see/help) died last night. She was 90 and in hospice care. She suffered from dementia a long time and was ready to go. I couldn't do much for her, other than pray with her and be a cheery presence and some reliable company. She was a lovely person. Her son took wonderful care of her for many years, and this is really hard on him. Her memorial service is Thursday. I'm ok about this, just sad for her family.
Curly had two chorus concerts this week, one on Monday at the courthouse and a bigger one tonight at the high school. The courthouse one was televised. Both were pretty good, mostly Christmas music. He's had such a good time with chorus.
Today I was tatting in the train station and someone asked me about it, a frequent occurrence. Do you have a card, she said. No, I don't sell this, I just give it away. Can you give that away? referring to the necklace I was tatting. I replied, 'You're mighty hopeful!' I told her this was for my mother and we both laughed. But I think she would have gladly taken it....