My younger brother took advantage of the opportunity and volunteered to move Joe down here. It's been a number of years since I've seen either of them, so there's a lot of talking and catching up going on while we unload the trailer and find a place to store everything.
They pulled up around one this afternoon, a big white box mounted on a trailer contained all my brother's earthly belongings. Sadly, Joe wasn't able to bring his dog with him but they found a welcoming new home for him before they left. By evening, the RV had been moved and leveled. All my brother's tools stored in the long-unused duck house built for me years ago by my fathe when I played at being a country girl.
Tomorrow comes the moving of household goods and personal stuff into the camper, something that will keep my brother occupied for some time.
So now comes the adjustment to sharing my life with someone again after being alone for the past eight months. Time to once again put into practice the give-and-take of compromise.
It's a win-win situation. As his Alzheimer's progresses, I'll be able to fill in the missing blanks. He's going to be a real help bringing all this neglected property back to life and restoring garden beds that haven't had attention for a few years.
I admire your strength, Gay. Glad you can help your brother!ReplyDelete
Sounds like it’s going to be a sweet time.ReplyDelete
This sounds like a good thing all around. Don't forget to take before and after pictures of those gardens, it will inspire the both of you.ReplyDelete
Its so nice to have family around near the holidays :)ReplyDelete
I'm glad to see he is finally here and getting settled. Life is all about changes, isn't it?ReplyDelete
So glad they made it!ReplyDelete