|Bird houses on Whidbey Island|
My mum, who in the latter years, drove the van, packed and unpacked the bags and listened to the endless lectures of concerned offspring regarding health insurance and the wisdom of taking dad for "one more trip" likes to remember those times. It must be very difficult when the partner who shared your adventures is no longer there. In her new apartment, there is little room for the treasures collected on many journeys or for the photo albums that she compiled to commemorate each year of retirement.
We stayed at The Wild Iris in Laconner where we had a flowery "chick" room and delicious healthy breakfasts. We toured about Whidbey Island visiting places where mum and dad used to frequent. We shopped, ate, drank wine and watched DVD's in the evening. My mum put off having a knee operation while my dad was sick so sometimes walking was difficult for her.
Right now, at 61, I am healthy but we will all experience the physical and mental frailties of age. I have the time, the financial resources, a husband and daughter, and many friends to lead a full life. But, some day, the inevitable losses of dwindling time and departed loved ones will be part of my reality.
|I can walk in lovely places near my home.|
Today, Monsieur will wear his floral shirt and go to play music at the Garden Room in the Extended Care Unit. My dad would be looking in the greenhouse for the first tomatoes. Even the frail elderly enjoy music and sunshine and gardens. This evening, Monsieur and I will go to the free music at the Cannery. I am packing for an Okanagan trip to a 65th birthday and then a few days in the Methow Valley. Monsieur loves the mountains and I, without my computer, will read "Flight Behaviour" by Barbara Kingsolver and work on my stitchery that I bought in Paris.
|Monsieur and I will have the "cowboy" room in Mazama.|