Roses

Waking up after a long night of odd dreams, Dale decided he needed more rest before beginning his day. I called him a few hours later making sure he was okay. There were noises in the background that I did not recognize as TV or visitors. He had to confess: he was purchasing Valentine roses for me a day early to stay out of crowds of breathing people and because he always feels better when he is thinking of me. Yes, he drove to a store, met me in the school parking lot, and presented me with the roses. He had his "blue nose" on and carefully kept away from more people breathing.

My roses are much prettier. 

What this means: he is doing well enough to drive short distances, be on his own some, and think clearly. Progress.