I’m working overtime today. Which is nothing new. I was in a funk when I first clocked in.
First, because today is my day off.
2.) This is my eighth straight day in a row.
3.) Once again, I was offered day shift. After sixteen years of working evenings, I had to decline. The way my husband, and I have our schedules work with raising Gabe. My husband works mornings, and I work evenings.
Working evenings, here at the home never ceases to amaze me. I’m always reminded, why I chose this shift.
My schedule was not my only reason.
1.) I wrote of LAUGHTER in my post: She didn’t leave me hanging
2.) I wrote of FAITH in my post: Nosy
3.) I wrote of LOVE inside both of those post.
Back-paddle to earlier: I’m in a funk making my rounds around the building. One big circle. Karl is in his doorway
Ms. Lady Ms. lady
Could you come over here and help me write a letter?
Sure I can.
Karl, has developed Dementia these last few years. I’m sure most of his memories are real. I’m just not sure of the timeline. As in, I’m not sure if these people are still living. I will do my best to find out, and I will mail the letter.
In the meantime I want to share with you good people.
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Baldwin
When I first came to Fairfield many years ago. I heard the voices of you and your wife. Her name is Jen. I heard her voice first. I hope you two are enjoying your retirement? My name is Karl Graff. I would like to tell you about the circus we went to a long time ago. I’m trying to find somebody who knows how I can get the Guidepost on cassette. I forgot the gentlemen who took your place? I always enjoyed your voices on the radio they sounded so good!
Your friend, Karl Graff