Coming home from a day of "retail therapy" with Kat; we sat beside the Christmas tree with warm drinks and cookies sorting life and living with Mom and Dad done their way.
So much has happened here in the almost 4 months now that I've been in Ferguson. I always seem to be looking back and ahead, even though I still try to be as present in the moment as possible. I'm always asking myself how something went and what can I do to try to make it work better in the future. There hasn't been a lot of time for that kind of pondering here. We're all just too busy doing, getting done, and responding. When one of my cousins lost her husband unexpectedly this week, we were back responding once more.
This loss brought Mom and Dad home in a really big way. We have them both. All you have to do is look around Hidden Lake assisted living to see that a "team of two" is rare at this stage of the game. As difficult as it can be to coordinate with both of them and their "relationship", we are grateful that they are both here with us and together. Tomorrow, Mom and I will go to the funeral together in south St. Louis. Afterwards, she wants to make a trip to the various cemeteries nearby where all of the family are buried. Then, she'll be back to spend a few days with me at 411. It's important. It needs to be their way.
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