WORRY WORRY

I could see that Gundi looked very worried a few weeks ago when I told her I would not be walking with her for a few days as I needed to gain strength after not being so well.  Now that I am better I started knocking on her door every morning at out time.  There was no answer.  At first I thought maybe she was sleeping in or maybe the day was not so nice; but I started to worry when again this week there was no answer.

Of course one starts to think that maybe she has had a fall and is in there all alone.  Yesterday I called on another friend that knows her and she decided we should call the police and she also called her son's wife.  The other thing was that she was not answering the phone and in fact it was unplugged.

She did open her door to the arm of the law and after talking to her they decided she was okay.

Then Lily, her friend, and I marched in.  The house was spotless but she looked unkempt and a little confused.  She had convinced herself that my walking with her had been too much for me so she had shut herself in.  A big part of our walk was the  talking together  and also it gave her a reason to get up and get dressed.

 

Alone and not answering the door to anyone had been very bad for her mentally and physically.  I would not be surprised if the son calls in a social worker to evaluate her; so I am sorry that this may be very disturbing to her.

 

I know myself that my mind can lead me into doubt and despair and talking to others is a wonderful help.

I too can be guilty of thinking too much.

The rain was pouring down when Kim left to drive out to Chilliwack with Haiti in the back with her tail wagging furiously.  We already miss them both.  So off to the library after deciding the D.V.D. called Blackbooks about a book store owner who really did not want to sell his books had gotten a little too silly, but we did have some good laughs.

 

Nice to see the sun this morning!