On the road again
I’m sitting here at an airport, waiting for a plane. Yep, I’m on the road again.
My mother is not doing well, and my brothers (who live considerably closer than I do) have been wonderful in helping my dad care for her. A couple weeks ago, when her degenerating health reached a crisis point, she was transferred first to the hospital and then to a nursing home. We are not certain yet whether she will come home.
So, I need to visit, if for no other reason than to support my dad while he deals with this new stage in life. My parents have been married – more like joined at the hip – for 66 years, so as you can imagine he misses her fiercely.
Anyway, this is to explain why Don and I left at 8 am this morning and drove to the airport (over four hours away). We didn’t need to leave this early since my flight doesn’t leave until 6 pm, but we both wanted him to be able to drive home during daylight hours.
So here I am, with three more hours to kill before my flight.
Fortunately I have my laptop, so I’m working on my daily half-chapter for my next Amish Inspirational. With this much time to kill, it will likely turn into a full chapter.
Meanwhile the dude you see walking away has paced back and forth at least 15 times, having a rather loud conversation with a business associate on one of those bluetooth gizmos where he looks like he’s talking to himself. It’s hard to tell whether it’s a legitimate business conversation, or he’s just showing off his technology. Probably a little of both.
I won’t arrive at my destination until 10 pm tonight, and my youngest brother will pick me up and I’ll spend the night at his house.
My goal for the foreseeable future is to make myself as helpful as possible to my dad as we assess my mother’s future care.
It’s hard watching one’s parents approach the end of life.
Source: http://www.rural-revolution.com/2025/03/on-road-again.html
