Sunday morning coffee

It's the best. I got a lot of housework done yesterday and gonna finish today. Why is it that just when I finish putting fall clothes away it's always time to get them back out again? I dunno.. but my cleaning phase is apparently some kind of fall nesting syndrome, and it sure feels good when your house is clean and cozy. I guess I'll have to call down to dads in a little while. I didn't call yesterday. I couldn't cuz my heart couldn't and he can't speak on the phone anyway. When I left West Virginia 2 weeks ago he was still in the nursing home but I had heard him say with a strong voice and sparkle in his eye "I'm takin' back my life". He was eatin' the best part of three meals a day and starting to walk a little bit. But now, after all the ruckus... he finally made it back home to the mountain by being noncompliant, and as of Friday, he's not been eating or making much sense... And somehow my vacation zoomed ahead and is almost here. I have absolutely no desire to go whatsoever but I can't cancel or I lose all my money... and I know what my dad would say "go ahead, do whatever ya want, just enjoy yourself" as he's said so many times before. And he wouldn't want me to waste my money. And so I will go, come what may, and maybe when I call down there in a little while he'll be havin' a better day...

But for now, I think just one more cup of coffee and a word with God while I watch the sun come up is just what I need. Amen.