Tues. morning, Jan 3 Dear Cindy,I’m always sad when you leave, because it’s nighttime, because I can’t accompany you maybe as well. And because I’m all alone again all the time. Yesterday I was tired, I fell asleep after you left and the phone call that I suppose was you at about 9 am only awakened me after it had been ringing a long time so when I got there it was too late.Last night the Schumacher’s, Francois and Agnes came to dinner. It was a success but they stayed very late…and I was tired.There is nothing new from my doctors. As soon as I hear, I ‘ll call you.I hug you tight, Charlotte.