I spent some time with mother and Toni yesterday afternoon, much of which was spent convincing mother that she can make the trek to Greenbrier alone just fine, as my plans to go were unexpectedly changed.
Toni and I will drive down once he gets settled and clean for him. Wondering about taking the old 8mm projector and movies and watching them with him. Movies of our days as two giggling girls bouncing around on Christmas morning. Granddaddy and Grandmother's films of the Holy Land, and Alaska, and Egypt.
Afterward, I spent what few hours of daylight were left on my deck, sipping iced tea, enjoying the sunshine. Other than having Bryton come to my aid and take my cell phone back into the house due to the annoying interruption every few moments, I actually absorbed the tranquility that was left.
Mulling over the afternoon's events, I concluded that I must do whatever is necessary to correct the wrong being done - one baby step at a time.
And continued to breathe.
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