When I turn off the main road into the shopping center where Panera is located, Kate often says something like, “Surprise. Surprise.” or “I know where you’re going.” Not so this morning. Instead, she said, “Where are we going?” Thinking that she would soon catch on, I said, “I think I’ll let you guess.” As we got closer, I asked, “Do recognize anything now?” She didn’t answer. When I pulled into a parking space, she said, “Panera.” I said, “You got it.” She said, “Well, I saw the sign.” This is a little thing, but it’s another sign that the connections with familiar places are weakening.
