Hi Bonnie,
Yes, our session with Dr. Favorite went very well.
He's amazing. Really interactive (unlike most therapists)
and skilled, a great listener, has goals, keeps us moving
but with compassion, intelligence and empathy. I think
he's God's gift to us at our time of need, don't you?
I'd be happy to go see Ma more often in lieu of you coming, again.
You don't have to do that. I can pitch in---more than--next week.
Take her to the doctor on Wed. The whole shabang. It's not
necessary that you come---unless YOU WANT TO.
Next Tuesday at 11 AM is the new season of THE VIEW.
Let's all be sure and watch that. Hope Ma doesn't have an
appointment at that time! Monday, there's no Camelot.
Nor Tuesday. It starts up again on Wed. Besides, Ma would
need a passport, remember? It doesn't look like she'll be able to go,
and I know she wouldn't agree to riding 3 hours, anymore, in the car.
So, think about if you'll go with me just the two of us, sometime before it ends
Oct. 30th. I know it's difficult for you to be in Michigan and not take Ma, but
she wouldn't go. Too far. She even told me she can't ride to Ann Arbor, anymore.
I've made some good inqueries into assistants for Ma. I came right
home and got right on it. Will let you know what I discover as I
turn up good leads. But I spent about 2 hours on it today after our
session with Dr. Favorite. He gets us going. He's amazing. I'm so
happy we went to that talk at the library and met him, and he took
us on----aren't you? He's trying to work out he schedule to continue
including you on the calls. Maybe start meeting on Fridays in the future.
Tonight, I'm distraught over the covered bridges in Vermont collapsing.
I've been reading about several of them and watchng You Tube Videos
of one totally coming down in the wake of Hurricane Irene. Built in 1870.
Plus much damage has been done to 2 beloved covered bridges in Woodstock--
the Quechee Bridge and the Taftsville Bridge---both of which I know/knew well.
This is a travesty, as the trusses were built by hand in the 1800's and can NEVER
be replaced, again. They can build them out of steel and modern technology,
but the glory and nostalgia of the origins of these bridges are now gone forever.
People aren't aware of what's happened in Vermont. The travesty that's
just occurred. I wasn't, either, until I started hearing about it and reading
up on it this evening. Now, I'm devestated, too.
I wrote to Mary and another carriage-driver friend in W. Windsor, VT
and am awaiting replies. I'm in shock--as are millions of folks in Vermont.
All for now. Nighty-night.
Luv,
PEP 
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