We drove the second half of the journey south on Wednesday. It was a beautiful, clear sunshiny day. It's a 350 mile journey with nice long stretches of it along the Pacific Ocean. We could see for miles and miles out to sea. There is something about that ocean being right there as we barrel down the road that brings calm comfort and a blue beauty of peace.
My mom was still not feeling very well when we arrived, but has really gotten stronger and better in the two days we've been here. We're not sure what was going on. She suffered for almost two weeks, but it all seems to be resolving, and for that we are grateful.
We plan to stay a few more days and make sure she is stable and really well. It's been crazy being camped here in the living room of her one bedroom apartment (at the assisted living facility). It's a bit like traveling in a sleeper car on the train. All of our stuff strewn about and narrow quarters, but love lets us do crazy things like this. Turns out we can pretty much adjust to just about anything.
The weather is warm. We walk out in short-sleeved shirts and shorts. It's like a vacation, but not.
Thank you for your kind words and wishes. My mother loves all of it.