To be precise, moving day was Wednesday – two days ago. On that day, Mom’s and Pop’s earthly possessions were moved into their new room at Piedmont Place. They’re together again! Since no move in the history of moving has … Continue reading
By the time we arrived at Piedmont Place, Elizabeth and Michael had already called to wish Pop a happy Father’s Day; she from Maryland, he from Germany. Elizabeth’s hand-made card was on prominent display atop the chest of drawers. Lisa … Continue reading
At the end of yesterday’s post, I said there wasn’t likely to be any news for the remainder of the day. Then I called Lisa and asked her to pick me up at the hospital. She called me from the … Continue reading
Pop says it best: “Mom had me for two weeks, and now I’m back here.” ‘Here’ is the hospital; the same one we just left. What happened to get him here is clear. Why he’s still here is not (at … Continue reading
Today was Mom’s day to shine. After months of resisting my invitations to visit her old friends at Wagon Wheel Ranch, Mom finally relented — and had a great time ! You’ll recall that her last day there, September 7, … Continue reading
