I feel like I’ve missed so much in the past week…

I feel like I’ve missed so much in the past week…
Posts from my favorite Geeps, Community updates, things I need to study and ponder and comment on…but, there’s just been WAY too much real life getting priority this past week. What started out as a fun long weekend to Nashville, turned into a frantic rush to get back to my Dad while he was being helicoptered to Springfield and the wonderful physicians of Prairie Heart Institute last Sunday. My mom was out of the country, and then in Miami when she got the call…getting her home, getting both her and I to him, and getting them both back where they belong has proven to bit more exhausting than I’d imagined.
I haven’t seen my hubby in 10 days. I’ve seen way too many doctors, pharmacies, Life Flight helicopters, gurneys and countless combinations of pills, tablets, and capsules that needed to be checked, rechecked and straightened out…but I think I finally have both my Mom and Dad in a place where the confusion is less, the comfort is more, and they’re both HOME where they can care for each other and themselves.
I’m in Mama’s backyard taking time out for a few moments to remember to Breathe…because I may have been holding my breath since last Sunday. Probably.
Hope the rest of you are enjoying a stress-free weekend.
Life is Short. Be Good to Each Other.


  1. I am glad your dad is doing well! I hope next week is less hectic for you. Aside from being too darn hot, this weekend has been good so far. It’s my blog’s 12th anniversary today, so I am getting ready to do the annual anniversary post.


  2. Congratulations! Terence Towles Canote …12 years, you’re practically a Blog Pioneer! Maybe one of these times I visit this area I can do so under less busy/harried circumstances and scoot over to Missouri for a face to face Hello! 🙂


  3. I can so relate. Good that you are taking deep breaths. Keep on keeping on and enjoy the precious time with your parents. The photo is delightful and peaceful. Take care.


  4. Thanks Jenn Camforth , and Ann Kennedy …In the midst of it all I had work matters to attend to remotely, payroll issues to correct, and well…you know…


  5. 6-4-2016: all our Master’s love to you and your family. i KNOW what you mean since i’ve spent the last week of may and this one, june, staying and sleeping inside of my wonderful friend’s, patti’s (patti crotty here on G+) ICU room as she died, having had made that choice of her own free will. even so, you are SO BUSY when a medical emergency pops into your life, and you get exhausted. it’s a miracle that you found time to share this situation with us, and i am happy to say to you that i’m glad they could help your dad! but not one of us will get out of here alive, which is brought to your conscious being when all of a sudden ( bam ! ) it is time to leave your home, hurry, hurry, hurry, just get there! your emotional strain and energy drain from it are severe. rest. try to, rest. (my friend did finally die, very early june 3 and i am still down her near louisville, KY executing her estate. a couple of truly evil people took all they could get from her: they are on drugs. and drove her car into the ground. it is pointless to ask them for even her car maintenance records. so i gave up, too exhausted to drive her car back into Chicago–a tad over 5.5 hours from this place, and checked into a hotel). i will stay over another night. i really wish that your life returns to a balance now, and i send you, whom i have never met, a big hug and kiss on the cheek for you to get back to your center so that i see your posts again, sincerely, Karen


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