Since the new year started, I have been getting my days all mixed up. I seriously thought dementia was overtaking me. Until, with an outburst of jubilation, I discovered my newly opened calendar was for 2024 instead of 2025.
Gone is my mother who always knew the proper day, This was because, as she often let us know, “When you have to go to emergency, the first question they ask you is, ‘What day is it?’ and if you don’t know, they send you to the psych ward.” Wanting to avoid the loony bin, all of us would call her when no calendar was handy.
Lucky for me, my neighbor has offered to give me one or more of the free calendars she receives. That will be this afternoon when our “December Birthday Only” exercise group gets together for lunch. We’re running a little bit late.
May you always know where you are and what day it is.
CJ's World 
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