I have often wanted to name our lovely home in the mountains that Craig built, one log at a time. When we finally finished it and look around and said, "what next?" little did we know what the next couple of years would bring.
Well, we are finally here. After a grueling day which began with a fall in the bathroom (turned my back for 2 minutes - it's like having a toddler ) and then buckets of rain when trying to get him into the car. 3 hours at the radiation oncologist - pray God, that it will help and give some blessed relief to that arm. They were very kind, and the nurse remembered him from his treatments last year and she was crying when we left. Softie : ) She was very helpful, but agreed that this may indeed be a one way trip.
We were met by friends who had everything ready for us. A little overwhelming for Craig, but we were grateful. We are finally alone. I cleaned him up, medicated him and faced him toward the mountains in the recliner. He is falling asleep.
I am starting to feel a little peace. I already miss him so much. He can't speak. I can barely touch him without hurting him. But we are here in this beautiful place that he built for us, and the place where we always felt at home. I am just holding on to that now.
Thanks again for your thoughts and prayers. Remember to be kind to one another.
Love,
Marie