The fly on the window.

By sunrise this little fly, don't know what kind, kept my attention sitting outside the window when I was sitting inside just looking out. Mrs B still sleeping. A special morning.The care home phoned us yesterday afternoon when we were clearing mother in law's house. She was sent in ambulance to the hospital. We jumped in the car and arrived there shortly after. She had got a serious stroke. Mrs B and I sat by her bed three hours helding her hands talking carefully with her, until she passed away. She had been looking forward to see us at her care home that afternoon. Mrs B was her only child. They have had their daily telephone talk since many years. My mother in law was a lovely lady. We all loved her. Tomorrow we have to clear her room at the care home the place she was staying at the last three years. I wouldn't have been sitting here blipping the fly if she hadn't passed away yesterday. The coffee is ready for Mrs B when she wakes up to another day.