Before the "unexpected" of 2 weeks ago I visited my daycare
and needless to say I had lots to say upon my retrieval.
Daddy Jim explained what had happened to Daddy Ron
so I digested the news and immediately settled into "care-taking" mode !
He wanted me to tell you that with fingers/toes/legs all crossed
the healing of his heart has begun.
With 2 stents implanted + one other vessel unable to be "stented"
and after 2 hours on the table
he emerged exhausted but determined to move forward.
Life's curves whether pre-destined or by choice
have reached this juncture
which has thrown us all off kilter.
Daddy Jim has already been down this road
turned the corners and returned,
so with this under his belt helping Ron seems so familiar.
How many times have we all heard,
"You just don't look like you could have had a heart attack Ron!
You are so active, have been all your life!"
I guess eating good foods, being active,
staying clear of smoking and the devil's juice (wink wink)
did help a lot
but could have made the event happen sooner and more fatal
if not followed.
Family history is the culprit,
from brother to mother to grandmother.
So with all of this information and so much more
we head off into the horizon
taking one day at a time.
So on drab sky days like the one's you see today,
a bit of brightness finds its way to the forefront,
grabs your attention
if only for a split second.
But you know there is beauty in greys
and
I can settle for that right now.
