From May 30, 2019
The drive home from the Sisters yesterday morning was a bit difficult thanks to the overnight rain. In two uphill sections of dirt road the car was slipping and sliding in the mud. It is only after rain that I wish I had a four-wheel drive vehicle. When I got out of the car, Clare Marie, who now mostly lives downstairs with her mom, came running up to me. She was smiling broadly. She put up her arms…telling me to pick her up. She still thinks I’m her dad.