He's still in there

Been a crazy couple of weeks here at the G-H house . My sis came up this past weekend to stay with Dad so that I could go to a basketball tourney with Leacie. It was nice to get away for a few days in a hotel where I was not expected to cook, clean, make a bed, change a diaper or feed anyone. There was a beautiful courtyard with sofas, tables, a fountain, a gas fireplace and big comfortable chairs that I sat on for 2 hours Saturday, all alone with a book in the warm sun. How absolutely relaxing and rejuvenating! I also laughed until I hurt. The "Basketball Moms" and I gossip and tell tales all weekend. It was so nice to talk to other Moms who are going through the same things with their daughters being teenagers and getting their perspectives, advice and warnings.

Apparently Dad was not doing well this weekend and it was difficult to move him from place to place. I hate not being here and my sis having to deal with everything, but I am learning that when I do get away, when I come back, I am more patient and have a renewed energy to handle situations.

He is doing much better today. I think we are battling allergies, because of the way he was weak this weekend, his runny nose and his eyes are swollen. I was talking to him at breakfast about his eyes and I told him they look pitiful all puffy, red and watery - He looks at me and says, "At least they still work." I laughed and thought - true. It is moments like these that I see my Dad is still in there. His quick wit and smart ass comments still surface. A full sentence with 5 words! He may not speak again for days, so I am going to cherish his smart statement. A good lesson - take every little thing he gives me and cling to it. Today it was 5 words, tomorrow it might be a smile, another day it might be a pat on my face. Hold everything you get dear.

Be kind and make good decions.