At the moment, things with my son are moving along. We don't know what direction yet, but the days are as "normal" as they can be; he's feeling ok, puts in a full day at work, and if you didn't know him and passed him on the street you wouldn't suspect there was any problem. Being as blond as he is, it's not apparent that he has no body hair until you get close.
So what's up with California? Well, my daughter lives out there and I'd like to give her a hug but that's hard to do, living here in NJ. Her husband went for a physical and apparently an x-ray showed an unidentified shadow on his liver. He's going to have to go in for additional tests and MRI, so she's a bit freaked out and with all that's gone on with Pete, I can certainly understand. Now we're all waiting on 2 fronts. When we talk on the phone it's clear that both of us wish we lived closer. It's tough being separated by 3,000 miles when things are going well, but it's especially difficult at times like these.
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