I hadn't planned on a trip to Ohio for Christmas, but after hearing that Kathy's cancer may have returned, I wondered if Rick and I should reconsider and make a fast trip to mom and dad's to celebrate the holiday and most importantly, be with our family. My thoughts were going back and forth. I mentioned it to Kathy and she said that she wasn't sure they were going to the Fort as they might wait until after the holiday.
In the meantime, I had come down with a bug and decided that since I wasn't feeling well, I didn't need to chance giving my germs to Kathy or mom and dad. So, we stayed in Northwest Arkansas and had a very quiet holiday. Little did I know that I would be making the trip in a matter of days.
As it turned out, Kathy, Shayne Sr., and Shayne Jr. decided they would go to the Fort on Thursday and would make the return trip to Cincinnati on Friday. Kathy wasn't feeling well (she didn't come right out and say she wasn't feeling well, but I could hear it in her voice) and I knew she wasn't really up for the trip, but she wanted mom's cooking and even requested a pecan pie.
Her request for a pecan pie seemed rather strange to me; she had never mentioned that she liked pecan pie. That coupled with some conversations we had around sending and checking emails, I began to worry that she was having some mental confusion. As my own form of preservation, I put those thoughts in the back of my mind.
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