Parked Here for the Night

Catlettsburg Ky for the day. I was always closer to my granddad (moms dad) than I was to my real dad or stepdad. When he passed 12 years ago I was bout useless for a bit. But I know the old fart is still hanging around! Check y'all in a bit!

 

Just wandered in the house, been out side working my tail off all day. Something bout manual labor don't agree with me anymore. I think I got my truck and grain buggy ready for a hard week we gonna see that's for shore

 

You might dislike my day today then. 2 rickets of wood chopped, and tomorrow I'll be hanging gutters.

 

My whole family is close. I feel very blessed by that. Besides my mom is one hell of a cook. Why do you think I go see them so much?

Meanwhile at a service plaza on the westbound side of the Ohio Turnpike. Got about 35 miles to delivery at 0930 in Cleveland. Then doing a short haul to Cincy and then head toward Houston.

 

what's a ricket

 

Waaaa.... C'mon Pack.... tell me you are not serious...

Ok... now that a read the rest of the story.... I am sorry for your dad... and you...

 

Nope, it's true. He doesn't even remember my mom. So he was spared learning that she died. Despite being divorced they were good friends.

 

Big Timber, MT...sorry for your news Pack....

 

I can totally understand that situation... My mom had Alzheimer's... that killed her... she gradually lost a lot of her memories...
The last time that I visited my parents in Brasil, most of the time she didn't know who I was either... she would call me, "that nice lady"...
Interestingly, she could recognize my child pictures and would say my name, but couldn't connect those to me in person...
While I was there, she had a "brain incident" and had to be rushed to hospital... I spent an unforgettable Christmas eve in bed by her side... All her memories of me where practically gone... I stayed by her side in the hospital, chatted with her, took care of her, bathed her, fed her... with ALL the love that I never thought I had for her... even though she didn't know who I was any more...
And I was thinking... what becomes of us when all our memories are gone... to the point that we don't even know who we are any more... just wondering...
She is gone now... and I feel her presence every day... I know she always loved me and will always do...

 

I am sorry Pack...