Margaret, Dusty and Alta Grace at her new apartment in Denver.
Dear Friends,
Earlier this year, my 95 year old mom fell and suffered three compression fractures of her lower spine. My sister, brother and I have been caring for her. (Mostly my sister Margaret.) Mom, the product of of rugged Texas pioneers, shocked and thrilled us all, and recovered from her injuries. (How does that even happen at 95?) After Mom’s amazing recovery, my siblings and I made the difficult decision to uproot Mom from San Antonio. (Our family moved to the Alamo City in 1955.) Mom and her kitty Lucky trekked north to their new home in Denver to be close to Margaret.
It’s hard to stay on track when life intervenes, especially on such a grand scale. As a result my book, articles, my website and FB have all suffered.C’est la vie! I certainly can’t complain. My siblings did most of the work. As a dear friend reminded me, “You can write your book next year. This year, your mother needs you.”
Dusty, Alta Grace and Margaret the day before the big move.
Now, that my mom has settled into her new place, life is slowly returning to normal. I am having to play catch up on so many fronts. For someone as OCD, it’s a struggle. I’m revising my book deadline to a more reasonable date (to be announced.)
Thank you all for your well wishes, concern and prayers. I’m blessed to have you for my friends.
Purrs,
Dusty
Margaret, Alta Grace and Dusty on the steps of the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, Colorado.
Dusty
Sorry to hear about your mom, but so glad to hear she recovered. Nice to see a pix of your sister in there too.