Over the weekend, Steve and I escorted my folks down to Florida to visit my aunt, who has dementia. It was a trip that had some heavy moments. Then, my ears became infected on Monday night, after flying home with a slight cold.

Gene Hackman’s death — wandering around for a week in an Alzheimer’s fog after his wife died — is haunting. 

I’m also bummed out because a good friend unexpectedly passed away last week from a heart attack. Yes, women get heart attacks, too. Know the signs. 

So, I’m dealing with sore ears and an aching heart.

Otherwise, life is fine. Jonah drove to Vermont to retrieve his autistic brother from his autism college yesterday. It’s spring break! We’re all crammed in the kitchen eating egg sandwiches from the deli and talking about summer vacations, our vegetable garden, and new jobs. We missed Ian so much. 

It’s Friday — well it was when I started this draft — so that means five short posts today. Maybe I’ll expand on one for a longer newsletter next week.

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