|Happy Valentine's Day (ice sculpture by Stephan)|
Sunday afternoon I went up to be with my mother and see for myself how Dad was doing. His body is shutting down. He barely eats or drinks and sleeps most of the time. Mother is an example of a devoted wife and is having to slowly let go of the many ways they shared life together. She cannot even feed him anymore. We decided to look into hospice services.
I found a poem I wrote six years ago and realized how long Dad has been leaving us. You can read it here.
Mike has been going in early and coming home late almost everyday, typical of the last week before bagging the robot.
|(Thanks Team 1720 for the photos)|
While there I reconnected with a college classmate after 46 years! We had a delightful conversation over lunch.
Thursday evening daughter Leah invited me over for a Valentine supper. I can't believe I did not take any pictures. I am still enjoying the roses Jimmy gave each of us ladies.
Mother keeps me updated on Dad's condition. We prepare as best we know for the final goodbye on this earth, which will really be an Hasta luego (See ya later). While he lingers, life goes on.We continue with our previous plans until the time comes.
Friday evening Mike made a special effort to come home in time to go see the Taylor Theater performance of Godspell. That was very special.
This evening, Saturday, I went on my own to the Marion Philharmonic Orchestra's Valentines Ball invited by friends to sit with them at table #1. The first hour included special desserts from Payne's restaurant and music from Les Mis by the Indiana Wesleyan Chorale. Excellent!
Our hostess, Frans Momma, awaits. I didn't have too many photos this week and borrowed some. But, hey, Project 365 descriptor says "A photo a day". Does it matter who takes the picture?