The first day since Mom's move into the memory area that she didn't call me during the day, and then again in the evening. In fact, I finally called her this evening. I don't know what it will be like tomorrow, but this evening she seemed to be thriving. She said that Aggles, along with her friends Journey and Florita (whose names she doesn't remember until I guess) had made her feel much better.
One thing she said: I'm realizing that not everybody looks down on me for living here. Not everybody looks down on people whose brains don't work right. I'm realizing that I was the snooty one. I think all my life I looked down on people whose brains didn't work right.
