Muta, the cat, wants to sit on my chest as I type. He wants to lick my fingers and get closer. He purrs very loudly. I’ve put him down twice. There is little time for reflection right now and I should not let this go. Still, is it Muta who really knows what I need?
Yesterday, I drove to the burbs of Chicago to see Julia’s Optometrist and Cognitive Therapist. Dr. Z’s staff did a batch of eye tests with something akin to computer games, replacing some of the more traditional looking testings. Using a computer allows for a record of the tracings of Julia’s eye movements as she reads or follows directions like looking reft to right as quickly as she was able. The results are startling. I wish I could compare it to my own eye movement tracings to Julia’s. Of course, just seeing Julia’s results and having them explained are enlightening. The testing provide some of the why’s of Julia’s challenges. Continue reading
Another liminal stage of this unexpected life.



Curiosity.
We have been! If there is one person in my circle who has not heard of Marie Kondo, Japanese tidying diva, you need to check out her Netflix show and her website.