Don’t you just hate it when people start blogs and they go great guns for a month or so and then it just peters out?
Yeah, me too.
So DH and I were in the middle, or rather closer to the end, of the process of interviewing realtors to find someone to sell our condo. We had seen two, both of whom are very good and conscientious, and we had one more interview Saturday at noon with the realtor who had helped us buy the condo. And at 11 am on Saturday morning the phone rang. It was my father, calling from Nelson.
My 85 year old mother had suffered a severe stroke. They weren’t sure what the situation was, but she had made it clear that she wanted no invasive procedures to prolong her life.
Everything stopped.
Suddenly nothing mattered except getting up to Nelson. I made it through the interview with the realtor. My sister got me listed on a flight on Sunday to Castlegar, the closest airport, and told me that she was coming with me.
The next week was spent sitting bedside in the Nelson hospital watching my mother in a coma. My sister sat with me sometimes but she was also getting my Dad set up for independent living in his condo.
Mom slipped awayon Christmas Eve.
So everything has been put on hold with the LWH. We have chosen the realtor, but haven’t filled out the forms yet. We had to cancel an appointment with the designer to sign off on some design papers. I am back in town trying to get caught up and then we will go ahead.
The Lady Who Lives Down the Lane 