Status

So, Paul, my adopted father still clings to life.
Though the doctors do not know why or how!
I know his wife, whom has dreaded this day for a decade,
Just wishes it could be over.

No,not harsh to say.
Dying is hard when it someone you love,
And drawn out,
Beyond the body's ability to function.
sigh .....

I know the daughters are stewing,
As there is no way either of them could buy their parent's home.
It has to be around $1.5m, on the low side.
And the mother will have no ability to keep the house.
It seems husband made sure she was not going to inherit his pension!
"Nope, not going to make her a rich target for some weasel men!"
And so, with his death goes her home since 1962!

Yeah, the is a mortgage she can not pay with her meager funds!
Seems he took it out to help repair the home asfter a landslide!
And wasn't that just an awful storm and weeks of clean up ...

I will see about travelling again in a week to see him again.
Dialysis really gets in the way of travel.
And my PTSD does not help either.
Often, I just have to sit with eyes closed and let someone else drive for me,
While I quietly freak out!

GG is mostly over whatever set her back for 17 years!
Her knee replacement really opened her eyes,
And her mind has finally sen that she has not been perceiving everything exactly as it is or was!
Nah,does me no good though.

Well, bed calls!
And I really need the sleep ...