Changes are coming...
I can feel them as the air cools.
I can see them in subtle ways,
and like the leaves, changing right before my eyes.
Mom never calls my cell phone anymore, just our landline (and the number we've had for more than 25 years). She thinks she's working at the Care Center in Prescott, and needs to get home, but doesn't know the code, and she's told Tom, "I know that Kathy knows the code"!
Today she acted like it was years ago that she lived in the apartment at Oakwood...
I kind of wish I had asked her where she lived in between...
Somehow God gives me patience and the ability to answer calmly, over and over, and over.
I try not to look too far down the road,
yet I know that changes are coming.