Last night my sister called me and asked me if I had talked to our father lately. I had, in fact, just spoken to him the day before.
And he didn't mention that he was planning on arriving Tuesday.
TUESDAY?!
I'm not ready. The house isn't ready. His room isn't ready. I'm supposed to have until January 30th!
Okay, okay. I'm cool. I'm very good at rolling with the punches. I can handle this. I will be out of town this weekend, but we can get it together on Monday. It's a holiday so I don''t have to teach.
It's aaaaaaall goooooood.
Me 'n Mr. Quervo go' htis coverededed!
Hic....
FBeen there and done that. forgive me, but thanks be to the gods, it is not me this time.
Deep breath. Another DEEP breath and walk calmly through it all.
Sounds like to me you need to let go.... and let it all fall apart and then into place.
Whatever, things will unfold as they are meant to be. I can pontificate because I've been there before.
Your Dad may get a blanket & pillow on a lumpy couch; a set of towels and a hot cup of tea.
Let it Be.
Posted by: Brenda | January 17, 2014 at 11:12 PM
Brenda, I LIKE your way of thinking! Thanks for the sage advice!!!
Posted by: Deborah | January 18, 2014 at 12:17 AM
Oooh la la! But Brenda gives great advice ... just go with the flow. What will be, will be. Who knows, maybe you'll need him to be there earlier. God works in mysterious ways.
Posted by: janet aka swanlady21 | January 19, 2014 at 09:54 AM
LMAO!!! Hope you and Mr. Quervo worked everything out!! That part made me laugh out loud...truly!!
Good luck hun........
Posted by: Lisa (ThePurplePlace) | January 23, 2014 at 07:06 PM