She came downstairs today. She walked and walked around my first floor. She rested briefly in the kitchen watching the birds out my back slider. She visited with Milo (well, mostly Milo wanted her crackers). And then she sat in her normal chair in the living room and fell asleep. She said she was so tired, but she was happy to be up and walking around.
I recognized that feeling. I expressed the same emotion yesterday when I got outside for a walk.