|My mom, Roger, and twin brother having lunch on the deck|
On Sunday, we took her to see the Pacific Ocean. She said it had been many, many years since she had seen it. We were lucky. We headed ten miles north to Trinidad Bay and the sun was shining on these blue blue waters. She loved the smell and sound of the sea. She said, "This will keep me healthy." Yes, I think she is right.
We drove back toward Arcata and stopped at an overlook to see if we could see the mouth of the Mad River and the sea lions that gather there. But the tide was high, and the river was not visible. The fog had come back in, and all we could see was a hint of the blue skies we had left in Trinidad, reflected on the edge of the sea there.
Then, back to Arcata to stop at the market to a pick up a few things for dinner. My mom stayed in the car, already too tired to venture out to shop. When we got home, she went straight to bed for a nap. Yes, our new life begins. Ohana.