This past weekend my extended family celebrated two milestones – the second in honor of the first. My parents celebrated their 45th wedding anniversary, and wanted their branch of the family tree to join them.
Wednesday Night Trivia
Each Wednesday night Jay and I join other couples from our neighborhood to play live team trivia. The typically Smartinis roster includes 8 regulars, but on occasion we have others join us. The other team members have impressive professional and travel resumes, so we often do well.
As a kid, I never realized my parents took us on vacations to Myrtle Beach to travel on the cheap. They packed the cooler with sandwich meat, clean the garden out of fresh vegetables, and then we hit the road. Somewhere between here and there, my dad pulled the car over and we ate lunch at a picnic table. My mom peeled cucumber after cucumber for my sister and me, an addiction I’ve yet to break.
The morning started in a panic. Papaw Delmer was taken by ambulance to the ER with difficulty breathing. He had been told by his doctors this could be a symptom of his blood clot moving to his lungs.
The family held our breaths as we waited. We had no clue what the coming hours would hold, much less days. My sister and I listened as the ER doctor explained the issues, using the phrase “potentially lethal” to describe his pulmonary embolisms. He then asked us to repeat back what we understood him to say, ensuring we understood the seriousness of the situation.
My love of hiking began taking trips with my parents over a decade ago. Kelly, my sister, must have been away at college, because I only remember the 3 of us going on hikes.
Last week I attended the 4th class for the writing project/class I am doing, and I haven’t even finished my write up for class 3.
This week’s Five Minute Friday prompt is PAUSE, which I found fitting given where I currently am with my writing. My papaw’s illness and hospital stay have taxed my emotions. Despite having stories to tell, my heart just isn’t in it.
Last fall, my sister and her husband both got jobs in this area. Visiting them went from a 2 hour drive, to just a drive across town. They searched for a few months until finally their realtor (and brother-in-law) found them the perfect house.
Sometimes words are hard, and that’s okay. I very much struggled with feeling overwhelmed on Sunday, and didn’t accomplish much beyond going to visit Papaw in the hospital. I didn’t even manage to drag my rear to church.