Deirdre is almost completely blind; worse yet, the slipped tendon in her left leg has brought on a bad case of arthritis. Her joint is really swollen. She is still on anti-inflammatory meds twice a day, but she is getting worse. I try to carry her whenever I can to make things easier for her.

I'm afraid of what's coming... a decision is not far far in wait from us...

 

 

Young Matthew stands by Deirdre's sand path that leads the way from barn to pond