Weather suits my mood

It is raining and quite foggy which suits my mood.  It's as if nature is commiserating with me.  However, I do not want to give in to sarcasm and bitterness.  I do not want to be so objectionable that I isolate myself.

One of the marketing specialists from the nursing homes called me back.  I asked her if she knew my husband's aunt who had resided there for a while.  Not only did she know her, but is good friends with her daughters.  A connection in the sea of uncertainty.
I am going to tour the facility on Friday before work.

Breakfast was comforting, hot oatmeal with apples and cinnamon and steaming coffee.  I have an appointement for a tour today, and then will stop by my parents' house.  I don't know if the hospice nurse will discuss her findings today or write a report.  Surely not with my mother present?  And I want to take my parents a greeting card.