I remember many wonderful times over the years my Dad lived in Key West. We always enjoyed our favorite places: Blue Heaven, Southernmost Beach Cafe, Salute, and the White Street Pier just to name a few. However, the best times we spent together were at Dad’s my place when we could enjoy each others company without anyone else present.
Yesterday as I was chatting with my Dad, we had a very deep conversation about the “here and now” and his comfort level with where he is, both physically and mentally.
We discussed the progress he has made over the past month and how much of the month before that was a blur to him (when he was in the hospital and in step-down rehab). He remembered bits and pieces of the airport transport back to Ohio and that was it. If I could be thankful about anything, it would be that the ‘darker’ parts of the journey we walked were completely beyond his recollection. (more…)