My dear Lionel,
We have shared a good day today. You ate a really nice lunch, and then we went into the main lounge for the Easter Service. It was the minister from the local church, good service and sang four hymns.
Lovely buffet tea afterwards, where you ate sauage rolls, and chocolate cake. Do you know any of this?, did you sense that something different was going on.?
These days I have no way of telling. Yes, I know, (at least I think and hope so) that you recognise my voice and touch, but its heartbreaking not to be able to fully communicate with you.
The grandsons came to see you on Friday, and Dougie was very upset afterwards. He thought you looked so thin. I told him how well you were eating and we chuckled together at you having two helpings of banoffee pie.
Family were all at home last evening for dinner, all 10 of us.
We drank the last of your very good wine, and toasted you, and reminissed about the good times.
I so much want to share all of this with you, and I told you all this today, but no idication from you as to whether you had even any inkling of what I was saying.
This letter will be a page in my memory book, and I will tuck a copy under your pillow. I am so glad the snow did not stop me from visiting today. I just love our time together.
My love, as always. Connie