A good day

She was her old self yesterday. The smile was back. As we walked, I said, "It's good to see your smile. You've been grouchy for the past ten days." Staring straight ahead and slightly down, she asked, "Why was I like that?" I said I didn't know, but I had been afraid it was going to be like that from now on. We had a nice walk and then I took her back to her place at the table, where lunch was being served. Nicole was behind her at the kitchen counter, and I walked back there and said, "She's much better today." Nicole responded with a facial expression that seemed to say, "Don't jinx us!" I asked how long she had been this way and Nicole said, "Since today. She took an early nap, that might be the reason." I flashed back to the early days of Microsoft Word, when you got a "tip of the day" every time you fired up the program. These tips were very practical -- except for one that would make an appearance every few months. It said, "That which goes away by itself can come back by itself." Apropos, here, I think.