Monday, January 26, 2009


“No, thank you” she politely responded after I asked if she wanted any breakfast.

Over the course of the afternoon she would periodically take a break from helping me in the garden to gulp down large amounts of water.

At 3:00 o’clock I went into the house, grabbed some almonds and offered them to her on my outstretched palm....“No, thank you” she again replied.

"Have you eaten yet today?” I asked.

“No” she said, with tears welling up in her eyes....”I can’t!”

So I asked her “Why?”

and she began to cry

1 comment:

Cindiloo said...

It must be heartbreaking watching someone wither away without being able to do anything about it.