
Over the weekend I was at the grocery and thought I'd call her. This time I was told that she couldn't talk with me as she was talking with this man who does the same kind of work as her grandson - in law enforcement - and then she hung up the phone! That made me stop the cart in mid isle and I immediately called back - she said "he has his kids with him" and then hung up again - I kid you not, no hello or goodbye - only a few words, then click. I headed out the door wondering who I might call to check on her as my sweet man was golfing in S.C. I was almost to my car when Chrissy called and started chattering that the man had left and that his children were selling something for school; she had contributed $2.00 to each child, - way out of character as Ms. Chrissy is usually as tight as the bark on a tree. We continued to talk with me stating very clearly that she not hang up until I said goodbye (doesn't always work as we've stated such before!). Back inside, I returned to the cart - still in mid isle where I had left it and continued with the list though much less focused. Once home, we were able to place the mystery man's idenity as mother remembered his parents lived in our neighborhood. She seemed a bit flustered, probably because of my anxiety and all the questions! She repeated several times that I should know she wouldn't just let anyone inside! As I was unpacking her groceries my sweet Chrissy commented that I sure didn't get her very much!
Last year, she would go out and about with me and would be fine. She even looked forward to weekend trips to Tuesday Morning. This year it is so different in that she wants to stay home, most all of the time, so I keep tabs on her with the phone and that usually works okay. I know the day is coming when there will be a new plan.