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| Synergy Park near my home in Longview, Texas |
I am having technical difficulties. Apparently the Daily Mail, a UK blog, doesn't like Macs because it has yet to post a single comment I have contributed. I am suspicious of being snubbed because my husband posted one from his PC and he got published even though his comment wasn't nearly as thoughtful or as eloquently expressed as mine.
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| Blurry, but I love the accent of yellow against the subdued background. |
Then this blog of mine won't let me make a comment above the list of the books I read in 2016, so I have given up until Josh gets home and let him fix it. Of course the price is I have to listen to the well-worn sermon on how horrible Mac computers are but what choice do I have?
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| Derek and my parents at Synergy Park |
So I will instead post some photos that I took last week while I was staying with my parents on the Gulf Coast. My parents flew up to spend Christmas with us here in Texas. Then my son in his car and I in mine drove, each carrying a parent/grandparent, back to Florida.
It's a ten-hour drive, the worst part being the three-hour straight shoot across the width of Louisiana. Once we get to Mississippi the ride is broken by Vicksburg, Jackson, Hattiesburg, then on to Mobile, Pensacola, and finally to Niceville, my home town.
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| Mom and me in a gas station in Mobile, Alabama after nine hours of driving. I think you can see the weariness on my face. |
My mother, who has stage four lung cancer, suffered the most. No more cross country drives for her. She spent most of our Florida visit immobile on a recliner, completely lacking in energy. Usually we visit all my favorite beaches but this time our visit was limited to conversation and reading books. I read out loud to her since she only has peripheral vision due to Macular Degeneration.
Lest you pity her, know that her limited eyesight hasn't deterred her. She recently read War and Peace (for the fourth time!) looking sideways at the pages. I told her she needs to start listening to the novels but she says she's not that far gone yet.
But she enjoys being read to. Usually my dad does it, but while I was there (and also in Texas) I was afforded that privilege (Dorothy Sayers and Rex Stout plus a biography of Socrates, stay tuned for reviews) .
While she slept one afternoon my son Derek and I drove a couple of miles down the road to Fred Gannon National Park. Knowing he was leaving for Virginia Beach and back to school made me appreciate our long walk and talk all the more. Cherish those moments parents!!
Here are a few photos from our walk along the nature trail.
We discussed everything from career choices to girlfriend wisdom. Saturday, Derek left for Virginia while I still had a couple of days before I was to return to Texas. Sunday, while my mom was resting, I drove to a deserted beach a couple of miles from my parent's house. It was bitterly cold and I really hadn't dressed for it but the beauty of the water and the beaches was worth it. I took a lot of pictures of barren trees. Standing alone, their branches reaching for the sky seemed to fit my mood of isolation.
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| The sun began to wane and the sunset is always more colorful and lingering in the winter but I had surpassed my limits of toleration for the biting wind and plummeting temperature so I had to leave. |
On my last day, I took my mother to one of our favorite parks where we watched the sun slowly sink over the Bayou.
Hopefully I'll figure out where my Paris photos are on this computer and I'll be able to print my travelogue on the year I spent in the City of Love one week last December.
On the road back to Texas.
Driving through Mississippi past Hattiesburg
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| Back in Texas before leaving for Florida: mom, dad and son. |
