Actually, it's been fun being
here surrounded by nature in all its glory. Things I've learned?
First. Have patience. Boy, do you
need it when the twenty-fifth squirrel hops up on the window ledge and sticks
its tongue out at you. Fifty Cardinals are a beautiful sight, but I would
rather see fifty tourists groping for a seat on the downtown bus. In all
seriousness, the care my daughter Pam has given me has been priceless. Her
patience with a grumpy old mom deserves a medal. In many ways, the stay here
has been fun. I got to know my daughter Pam more intimately than before. She's
quite the woman. Not only a great book cover designer, but a caring and
I will be here through the
weekend. Couldn't find anyone who would give up Super Bowl Sunday to take me
home. Love doesn't include missing the biggest football game of the season. So
I'll party with her friends, overstuff myself with food and drink, and probably
root for the wrong team. Then Monday morning back to St. Augustine and a slew
of doctor visits to be sure I'm capable of living on my own again. I am.
This will simply be another
adjustment I will have to make. If I've learned nothing else since this illness
began, it has been you must be able to ride with the punches and pray for the
Thanks to all my friends who have
kept in touch and boosted my moral when it began to sink. Not sure what I would
have done without you.
It's a little late, but for me a New Year has started. I intend to make the most of it that I can.