I appreciate all the positive comments and support as I write about this time in my life.  I’m doing okay for the circumstances we are in right now.  I’m writing for my own sanity.  A place to put some thoughts and emotions.  This blog is  a way for me to look back and see where I have traveled on this journey.  It really is my undiscovered journey for now.

One of the hardest parts is watching my Mom come to terms with the loss of Dad.  Today as we were rushing from the wound care clinic to the hairdresser she noted that she had lived with her parents for the first 21 years of her life and then with Dad for the next 58 years of her life.  She’s never lived alone.  That, my friends, is some very tough stuff.  I know that Mom will adjust in time but I wish she did not need to make this huge change.

The month of August will be a tough one for lots of reasons.  Mom and Dad both had birthdays in August.  For four days every year Mom would be two years old than Dad and Dad loved to tease Mom about her age during those four days.  I do the same thing to my husband for the couple of months he is a number high than me.  No matter the years our birth certificate says we have been around on this world, it is never enough.  I wanted more time.