Yesterday, tomorrow, today


The weeknd was full but low key.  Christmas Eve was wonderful and Christmas Day brought some much needed time to sit and knit.

Tomorrow I will move my dad back to his apartment and let him get settled into his routine.  He has worked hard with the therapists and is getting stronger every day.  I am so thankful that the stroke was small and did not do the kind of damage we have seen in other elderly friends.

Today will be for making lists, picking up and putting away, cleaning out the fridge, a bit of laundry and some precious time with our tiny person.