A beautiful day

Driving to work with the full moon setting behind the Islands - I pulled over to take a picture.
My camera did not see what I saw. It saw it differently.

My Mondays are very special to me for the type of people I engage with. Each of my Monday clients is over 90 years of age. All of them are living semi - independently and living well.
This morning I had two or three instances where I was tempted to get my pen and jot down a few key words to remind me of precious moments. I decided to trust my memory, reasoning that it was only going to be a matter of hours til I could blog.

I remember nothing but the smiles.
- not the worst thing ever.

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"When glory comes, loss of memory follows