Tomorrow my Mom comes home after being in the hospital and nursing home since July 19th. I’m very excited for her as well as a little scared. I hope things aren’t too difficult at home and she isn’t too sore by the end of the day. I’m sure after being gone for so long everything is going to seem new again. Just the simple things are going to seem so nice. Things like sleeping in a familiar bed, eating at the table instead of from a tray and just looking out the window at your yard and neighbors instead of a parking lot. She still has a long recovery ahead of her…but it’s a step.
Dad has just been awesome through this whole thing. He has been visiting her every day, twice a day. Bringing fresh produce from the garden for her to taste. Bringing clothes home from Bethany, washing them and bringing them back to her smelling fresh. Running to get her a hamburger from McDonalds when the food that night just didn’t cut it. Pushing her wheelchair out into the healing garden at Bethany so she could spend time outside with the flowers. He has missed her a lot.