She looked forlorn sitting quietly amongst the busy area. An old woman unnoticed by others moving through urgent and mundane tasks of the day. She was shrunken and grey and unfocused. Uncertain and worrying.
I was the opposite in my new glorious and flowered pumps and vivid pink shirt – but I wonder if it was youth (in comparison) and confidence in my body, limbs, and mind?
We visited and talked and considered the future together. She was expecting release soon based blood test and x-rays. Besides her knees – swollen from a lupus flare up – she was doing okay.
April 8th, 2013 Extra-Ordinary: Where will I be at 93?