Prom dress

Today our friend Marlene stopped by after work to help Zoë fix the strap on her prom dress so it's not scratchy next to her skin. Yes, she's as statuesque as she looks-- just shy of 5'10" or so in the heels she scored at the thrift store for fourteen bucks.

Mary spotted me so I could get a 30 mile ride in. I really needed it...keeps my lid screwed on. Whatever that means.

Peg likes food, but food doesn't like Peg. She threw up after eating really innocuous, bland stuff like a few bites of yogurt. Same thing after a bit of cottage cheese tonight. Seems to do better with just popsicles and water.

This is a significant change. There will be a time, fairly soon, when she won't have energy to do a whole lot besides sleep and be loved. We're still leaning toward (in Peg's case, literally) not getting a hospital bed, but keeping Peg in her familar "nest" on the couch, and our bed, propping her up with pillows if need be.

Tonight a friend spent a couple of hours here. Our kids were on the same soccer team from first grade through sixth. We've always enjoyed her but hadn't spent time together for a year or two. Wonderful, tearful, joyful time with her. My favorite moment of the day: she asked if she could join Peg on the couch...and leaned her sweet head onto Peggy's shoulder while Peg put her arm around her. Peg said that feeling of love and contentment made her day today.

The little moments aren't so little.