So many of you sent your prayers and genuine concern to me and my family. I wanted to let you all know that thankfully, both my parents are doing well. My Dads surgery was a bit more complicated than expected but he is a trooper and is doing great. If my Dad were reading this he would say of course I am a trooper….I used to be a boy-scout!!! You don’t know my Dad, but…he was an awful boy-scout and a menace in general in his youth. He’s also one of two of my favorite men on the planet (hubby being the other of course). Dad is hurting quite a bit but the fun spirit that makes him who he is has suffered no damage. Thankfully.
My Mom, has the strength of 10 people and seems to have figured out how to give cancer a really good fight. So far she is winning the fight in amazing style. Even though my Mom is the “sicker” of the two my Mom is on her way back home from treatment and will be looking after my Dad while he heals. Forgive me men, but we women are on to you….we know you fall apart because you know we will take care of you like baby birds. My Dad is doing great….until he lays eyes on my Mom. Then he will collapse into a whimpering pile of man in need of love and care only my Mom can provide.
They are adorable.
I love them.
Now, that I can breathe again…I can get back to sharing my farm antics and kitchen adventures. Whew! First, I need a nap.