After my last update we had one final bit of sadness to get through before we could move on. My great aunt, my Tante Connie, passed away on the 14th at the age of 92. She was the last of her four siblings. She would have loved to meet Darwin. Family was everything to her. I remember when I was 11 or 12 I flew from Maine to California to spend a week with her (and her dog and 6 cats – all of whom slept with me at night). We went to Yosemite, Sutter’s Mill, and I even got to try my hand at panning for gold in one of her friend’s rivers. It was a wonderful time. The things we remember are so funny sometimes. We got a lemon pepper chicken from the store at the start of the week and ate delicious chicken sandwiches all week long. Be free Tante Connie, your legacy lives on in your nieces and nephews, and great nieces and great nephews.
On the other side of the difficult period for now, we’re all feeling much better with only residual coughs to get cleared up. Darwin went back to see her wonderful caretaker yesterday and it was very neat to realize just how much she has changed in the last two-and-a-half weeks. She enjoys sitting (propped up of course) and has gained pretty good control over her head. Toys are now fascinating and she will grab and squeeze and wave her toys around, and even manages to gum them sometimes.