Someone from my past is deteriorating from Alzheimer’s quickly. We have no contact anymore. No matter what the nature of the relationship was, it is difficult to know this is how life can be.

Reality can be painful.

Two friends came for dinner the other night. One had talked about wanting pizza and I offered to make her one. They came with a magnificent bouquet of flowers. It was delightful to be able to entertain people again.

And so we move on.

Isaac called to invite me over for dinner one night when he was by himself. Unfortunately, I am going to visit Jules in Santa Monica.

Need I say more?

I was asked to bake a cake for Isaac’s birthday. I told Carrie I was at a loss for an idea. I listed all of the ones I have made recently. She suggested a banana cake with caramel frosting. Julie said I needed to add chocolate chips to the batter. I realized I needed to buy the bananas soon because the party was in five days. I decided to walk to the market close to me; I never shop there.

Three bananas are now available in my home.

A friend in Detroit reported that her basement was flooded and most items stored there were ruined. Much of the city was flooded. I told her I would love to have some of that water in California.

Extremes in both locations.

Vaccinated clients were able to come into my office again. It was warm and touching to have them express their comfort at returning. It means a lot to me to know that they identify this space as a place they looked forward to being in again.

It feels good.

I have flower pots on my front porch and back yard. They are important to me. I love the flowers, the color, and the growth of something I have contributed to. I water them, I prune them, I rotate them, I transfer them to larger pots. We are entering the drought time of year again. We are being asked to use 15% less water.

I have choices to make.

I have stopped watching a couple of television shows. I have become even more selective in the movies I choose to watch. I am tired of much of the news. Last night, on the national news, the anchor said there had been three shootings in seven minutes and they were unable to report on them all. A relief for me. I am tired of the violence, the politics, the pandemic. I just watched a young adult love story.

Escape.

We are getting together to celebrate Ari’s 13th birthday. His Bar Mitzvah is in August, delayed because of the pandemic. I wanted to make a cake. I decided to make one of my long-term favorites. I decided to top it with a chocolate glaze. Then I contemplated adding caramel since chocolate and caramel are the two passions Ari and Isaac and I share. Then I vacillated. It got closer to leaving for their house.

There will be three people with their passion fulfilled tonight.

My grandpuppy came with his family for dinner and was in my house for the first time. He made himself at home. He jumped on the sofa, looked outside the window, and explored the rooms. He ate his dinner. He played a bit and was very comfortable. During dinner he stayed under the table, seeking scraps, I suspect. I am so happy he felt comfortable.

Onward.