I’ve Arrived.

Driving to the airport yesterday morning, was a bit unnerving.  The wind was blowing so hard that it was raining sideways.  Branches, and even a tree, were down on the road.  I was not thrilled.  A man at the gate warned that we may be in for a rough ride.

I took a deep breath and walked through the jet way.  With my pointer finger I made the sign on the cross on the outside of the plane.  I asked my angels, God and my spirit guides, and of course my dad and Joe, to please keep this big tin bird up in the sky until Orlando.  Surprisingly, it was a relatively smooth flight.

I love the color of the sky.  This was the view from the car as we drove down the island. 


Once I arrived at the condo, mom was very glad to see me.  She had been here for five days, alone, and sick.  Two days earlier she was having trouble with her cell phone, so we were not able to talk with her.   She hugged me.  Tight. 

Normally not very expressive with her feelings, mom said, “I am so glad to see you!  I was SO lonely!”   Odd how things have changed.  Aging parents.  It is she who now needs me to care for her.  It was a gradual flip.  Not visible to the naked eye.  But, clearly visible to me now.

We went out to dinner and to the grocery store.  As we left the grocery store, the sales clerk asked us if we were prepared for the cold weather that we would have overnight.  I asked her what the temperature was going to be.  She replied, “62.”  Too funny.  I guess it is all what you are used to.  I guess everything depends on your perspective of things.  I said to her, “Oh, I think we will manage just fine.” 

Mom turned on her television and she enjoyed her Law and Order or Criminal Minds, or both, for that matter.  And, I retreated to my own room.  She told me, again, how happy she was to see me.

I slept with the window and the door to the screened porch, open.  I woke a few times, but, I slept for seven hours.  Wonderful.  Woke to the sound of a gentle rain hitting a tin roof.  A lovely sound.  If I stand at the window, I can hear the waves of the ocean off in the distance.  Also lovely.

Mom is still sleeping.  Watching all of those crime shows takes a lot out of a girl.  I’m not sure what we are going to do today.  If you would ask my mom that question, she would use her usual answer, “As little as possible.”

Have a wonderful day.

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