Now it is my turn, my pleasure and my commitment to be there for her and with her, whatever it takes.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Post Office Box

I come back to Enid and asked mom how she had been. She said she had a horrible time. She went down to get the mail and they moved the mail box. She had a time trying to find the mailbox.

I went to check and the mailbox was still in the same spot.

Not sure what she was thinking. She gets so confused.

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