Life has been a roller coaster ride over the past 30 years. Sometimes the hills are steeper and scarier than other times.
There are moments when I feel life is on that last smooth home stretch only to realize I’m climbing that steep hill ready for another ride…
My care taking of my parents make life feel that way lately. Dad has become weaker again, and mom, well, her dementia seems to get the best of all of us!
As I was caring for my dad the other day after his fall, he said ” I think I’m losing the battle.” That made me wonder…
What could he possibly be thinking about being so close to the end of his life at nearly 90 years old… Those words woke me up out of a sound sleep knowing the battle is coming to an end someday. The uncertainly has me on an emotional roller coaster… The wonder of life, its purpose, the meaning, and leaving a legacy has me in a state a wonder…
It’s just a matter of time that my dad will loss the battle… A term, close to his heart being a WW2 vet. For some, life isn’t a battle after all, yet for others certain times of their life is a battle for sure.
I’m up in the early morning wondering,
and remembering…
Remembering wonderful Christmas memories from childhood, thanks to a man who keeps fighting his battle. He is now in the hospital with pneumonia and heart issues but will be fine… He’s a fighter and he still has battles to fight!

This holiday season brings to mind the movie White Christmas … Which makes me think of my dad in his army uniform and all the battles he has fought…

In love, awe and wonder of an awesome dad!