Life is funny sometimes. Just when I was beginning to make plans for the next phase of my life, I find out it's not going to be what I thought.
In mid-December we found that we needed to move my Dad from Arizona to live with us in Kennewick. Thankfully we didn't have to do it immediately so we could get through the holidays and do a little household maneuvering before driving down. Mid-January Gary and I spent a week going thru the house and packing up the few things Dad needs, and getting him home with us. He did great on the trip, as did his little dog, Max.
Dad doesn't need skilled nursing, just some love and meals - and his meds. Still it does require me to rethink what the next ten years will be like. One thing I know, Dad's getting a little stronger and happier each day and life is good for him.
After all the work preparing for and actually moving Dad, I'm really ready for a little vacation in the sun! DH and I are about to embark on Carnival Glory heading for the W. Caribbean.
Ready . . . Set. . . Relax. . .