Jon walked up to the car as I pulled up to the doors at Albany Med. “Hey toots, how bout a ride,” he said as he opened the door and got in. I pulled off his mask and gave him a big kiss.
After a tedious wait, Jon finally called me at 2pm and told me I could pick him up.
We made a stop for ice cream and a bottle of wine on the way home. Now Jon’s napping, the animals are fed and there is a hush over the farm. As if all is right again.
In an hour or so I’ll make a simple dinner, Jon will blog then we have plans to watch the new documentary about Oliver Sacks. It’s the beginning of the weekend and I’ll do my best to make Jon take it easy for a couple of days.
But that’s always a challenge. And one I’m glad to have.