It's been a hectic few weeks.
A close friend battling cancer ended up back in the hospital with renal failure. Too soon, he was sent home with hospice. Less then 48 hours later, he was gone.
I had a trip to South Texas planned that was postponed due to all the funeral arrangements.
Drove 18 hours roundtrip to spend a few days in Texas with Neal.
I'm not trying to elicit sympathy. Just telling it like it is.
I think I've reached that point where the only time I have to spend with my grandchildren is when they don't have time to spend with me. And vice versa.
I'm looking forward to summer. What are the odds that a 6 yr. old and a 4 yr. old could manage a 9 hour drive to Texas?
(Photo courtesy of Jenny White Photography)