Well, moving day rapidly approaches. Getting nervous.
Joy is home. Yay! No visiting hours is a bitch. Hard to imagine enduring this long term.
I am in the middle of a series of sketches of my brother Mike, from photos I took many years ago. Today, I made a sketch of my wife, Joy, from photograph. I had to take her to hospital today.
My brother Mike gets a lot of help. Everyone I met who takes care of Mike like him and give him loving help.
The bus taking the day school students back to the group home sometimes took a while to get there. Here, my brother Mike is waiting to go home, with a slinky, his favorite toy.