The June 2017 Edition
This will be a post largely told in pictures because when it comes to an altogether too brief family reunion…
…who needs words?
Okay, here’s a little background. We went home last week—five of my kids and me—to see my Daddy, my brother, my cousin Jim (who was on his way to my parents’ hometown), and three of my four beautiful sisters.
It’s bittersweet going to see my Daddy because this once joyful man doesn’t smile much anymore. He’s tired…he’s ready to be with my mom…and it’s we who don’t want to say goodbye. My dad’s been moved to the Memory Care section of the facility because he has fallen a lot and needs closer supervision. He is visited daily by my sisters and their family; he is loved so much by his children and grandchildren.
This is not to say that our visits don’t get long sometimes.
My big boys elevated the mood (and the littlest punks themselves) and between the wrestling, the wheelchair rides and the root beer floats, we had a beautiful & memory-filled day.
We were there and back in a single day, but honestly? Every time I go…
…I leave another small piece of my heart with him. ♥