It’s been a brutal summer here in Utah with high temperatures and very low rainfall. Day after day after day of high heat (constant highs of 95-105), microstorms, high winds, and numerous fires. Last weekend we finally got some real rain and lots of it. Far too much, far too fast for the dry earth resulting in floods. But…. it looks as though we may get a bit of autumn before winter sets in. Leaves in upper elevations started changing colors about three weeks ago and vibrant reds, yellows and oranges are visible on the mountainsides now.
I made it a point to stay indoors most of the summer as the intensity of the heat and sun would turn into burns then hives within minutes even with SPF35. It’s great to be outside again! Last week I bought a few more houseplants, re-potted them on the patio then left them to soak up the sun and rain. However, Mother Nature had other plans and threw in high winds and the poor plants, already traumatized from replanting, were knocked over and scattered. I did get everything re-potted again and am waiting to see if the roots take or if it was a bit too much for the poor things.
It’s WONDERFUL having a car again!!!! (Hence the shopping/houseplants!) Last night I went down to Mom and Dad’s again. Dad’s continuing to decline; he’s had several ‘bad’ days in a row now. This hasn’t been unusual for the last year but he’s bounced back after a bit. I’m hoping that’s the case this time as well but we truly have no idea what time line there is at this point. I’m so thankful for the thoughtful, caring hospice workers who come check on him, assist with bathing, the chaplain (Dad’s been a church-going all his life and it bothers him that he’s unable to attend now), the nurses, they have quite a team going!
He was more verbal than he’s been in a while but most of his conversation involved family and close friends who have passed on but he didn’t seem to remember that they’re gone. Mom did mention that earlier he’d been upset about his mother’s obituary and something about needing to attending her funeral (over 20 years ago) so we know he remembers she’s gone sometimes but not that it’s been such a long time. Earlier he’d also been talking about my sister’s passing and wondered if there was anything more that had to be done. Perhaps he’s working a few things out in his own psyche.
As it was my son’s 20th birthday, I called him once I’d gotten to their home so they could be in on wishing him a happy birthday. He and his fiancee were over at my daughter’s home and Mom and I spoke with both of them for quite a while. Dad was trying to watch a dvd until we’d hung up then he wanted to talk with my daughter so we called back and they chatted for several minutes. He thanked her for a card she’d just sent (believe it was last Father’s Day so it’s been a while) but it meant so much to him whether it was yesterday or months ago that he remembered. He’s a bit disappointed that she’s not in school right now (we all are! but finances and timing, etc. she’s taking a break to earn a bit more before starting back).
It’s such a blessing to be able to spend time with my parents now and I’m thankful that they’re both still here whether it be for another week or another few years.