Mother openly prefers her caregivers. Last night, after Nicole went home, Dennis and I made dinner to eat with Mother. She sat down and looked across the table where Margaret would ordinarily be, facing her. "Where's the girls?" she asked.
Margaret is on a working vacation, feeding people at the Burning Man arts festival. She and her boyfriend have been doing this for several years. When she gets back, she may need a rest. I hope she'll be as glad to see us as we will be to see her! At least we can promise no dust storms.
Meanwhile the daily festivities observed here at the Fremont Street Center for Healthy Aging to commemorate Margaret Beeson Appreciation Days give us ample opportunity to honor how highly skilled Margaret is. Mother will be glad when she returns. She tolerates the step down in quality that Dennis and I represent, but she recognizes us for what we are - amateurs.
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