Chickens

Bring out the child in all of us.
Today I brought a friend from the nursing home out to the farm to see the sunflowers. But it seemed to be the chickens she was taken with. I cannot imagine the loneliness of having no family, AND having to be a nursing home resident. I've been promising this to her for a long time. I'm now convicted and touched by her joy at just being out for a little while. Such a simple thing. Such an easy thing. I take my freedom for granted. I am repentant.