Lauralea and I have been on the road for a bit over a week. Catching up on the closer kids, and relatives. It took me about ten days to be ready to want to come home, and its so good to be home now.
Been trying to process life and health and my brain and where is God it it and what does He ask of me. It's a bit hard to focus and to remember. To think through things and to refocus. May be med related as well.
I think it all kinda goes hand in hand with mail that was waiting for Lauralea when we got home. There was a letter from our bank ready to give us a completely free bank account now that she's entered her sixtieth year. (59)
Then the next letter was from the government asking her to start to consider if she would like to start receiving her old age pension at the age of 60 or to wait for more when she turns 65.
That blew us away you know. I mean made us a little freaky. There are deadlines now, and that's if the health continues to hold up.
But it is good to be home, even as spring is breaking in this part of the world.
The birds and the bees are happy. But why wouldn't they be.