Some things are just complicated.

Heath stopped by today. He talked to me. He talked to Heather. Seemed to be in good spirits.

I was a bit sad when Heath decided to move out a couple months ago. Heath is not what people would consider to be attractive, and yet, he was my favourite resident.

Heath had a mental illness and a fear of people that prevented him from going to class regularly. He racked up 18 demerits for it! While he showered daily, he still kept his hair scraggly and his nails were very long. We took off demerits for cutting his nails!

He saved one nail. He said, "It's my signature nail!" We took off another couple demerits for cutting it off. Too funny. He was amused, too.

Heath is a vegetarian. Vegan, in fact. He wouldn't even touch cheese. So, how can we get him to help in the kitchen? Aha! Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! He made hundreds!

One day I found Heath making... CHEESE sandwiches! Horrors!

I said, "Heath, you're touching cheese!

He repeated my words of yesterday, "Well, some things are just complicated."

"You're right, Heath. Life is not always black and white. I'm very proud of you."