Anemones for Britta
Today was her ninth day in her new home. (From December till recently, her living has been temporary waiting for an apartment to be free at the old peoples home) She has some of her own furniture in her new home. Her own paintings on the walls. But it is comfusing to move at age: almoust 94. Britta was not peaseful. I felt she was like a little lonely, scared girl - but with no parents to take care of her. (If you have a heart that likes to pray -please pray for her!) We talked. I held her hand. She became a little calmer... Then I needed to run back home to get my little boy to bed. He fell a sleep ten to eight. Not bad :)
Britta - november 13, 2007
Britta - december 13, 2007
Britta - february 13, 2008
24.4.08
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4 comments:
I can only imagine how she must be feeling - she is a brave soul and lucky to have you to help her feel a sense of home again. I hope she will.
Susan
xo
It's so good that you're there.
Must be so sad, if you are lonely in a confusing world at the end...
It's like an anchor to have somebody caring around
Oh that's difficult. Yes, she's in my thoughts today.
I toled her the other day that Noak still pushes her doorbell as we pass by her door (Her apartment is the only other appartment here on this floor outside our door) She replied; yes... he has grown up with me. He is used to me. And dhe added; (full of thought) Maybe it is HIM that I am missing...
Today I was there and it was the first time in a long time Noak has followed me to her. She was so HAPPY to see him.
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