Last day…

This morning we went to visit with my friend and her husband who is dying of cancer. He is not in pain and in fairly good spirits. He is 89 years old and said he lived a good life and has no regrets. 
We left there and went to the festival, last day..we are all exhausted. An hour and a half before the end mom went to make more honey syrup as we were running low. She didn’t tell us, and as we were busy we didn’t realize she left and went to the building with the kitchen. When we saw she was gone for a while. Long story short, she dropped the pot with the syrup and she slipped and fell. Thank God she didn’t break anything or get seriously hurt.
Realized I never took a blip today, so this is the end of the night as the vendors were packing up.