Vi flew to Toronto last evening. A wedding on her side, so I will be living the wild bachelor life fort the next week.
A couple of times a year, Vi leaves town for a week or so a couple of times a year. A few have questioned this.
Let’s be clear, I am good with that. In fact I encourage it. It is for various family functions that she goes and I just don’t want her missing out on living life because I am a gimp. Plus, flat out it gives her a break from our life reality. There have been times when she has run to the store or something. Coming home she has mentioned of times when a sense of gloom or something has come on her. To the point she has been nervous almost afraid to come in the house. Fearing she is going to find me on the floor. Her breaks are well earned, well deserved.
For me, I am fine getting around the house and all that, plus I wear one of those medical alerts. One push of the button and help is on the way.
So it is the wild bachelor life for me. I realize as circumstances change or expectations change. A “wild” day for me would I am sure rate as a extremely boring day for most.
I ask please for ongoing prayers for my cousin Joe as they are ever increasing the treatments in his battle with cancer