I'm not certain I remember the other nine...and if I could, I'd be sure to have violated at least several of them...for now, this one is etched deep within me--"honor thy father and thy mother."
Last week, my eighty-four-year-old father came to live with me. He needs a place to settle his aging self, and I need to find ways, in my own middle-age, to get wiser.
For now, here we are, in Sacramento California, me, two early teens, and their grandpa.
this adventure is just beginning...
1 comment:
some adventures are not worth setting out on, but this one of yours certainly is. blessings for the journey.
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