A short stop at a cafe with my sister

before visiting our mother. She was not as perky as yesterday, and her dementia kicked in so she didn't recognise us at first. It wasn't until we were leaving that some fog lifted and she suddenly realised who we were.

I also managed to squeeze in a visit to my son who lives not so far away from the nursing home, and it was so lovely to catch up with the little ones, Matthías 5 years old and Valur Kári 1,5 years old.