Midlife without a summer

d24cbb814824b70fdcdb7ffa1c077d74.jpg

As she sits alone on the bank with fishing rod in hand her mind drifts back to the summer’s spent packing up the pick-up truck and boat for a few days of escape. 

Escape meant the strong man she is a caregiver for now (caregiver-of-a-strong-man) was able to clear his mind of un-shared troubles that life through his way each day. Also she could clear her mind and reorganize the changes she may need to accomplish.  During the two hour drive down to the Escape they would debate over his classic rock and her country music. 

Upon arrival to the cabin; his number one thing to do was make the room cold enough she would need an Eskimo coat to survive the stay.  Although her number one thing to do was to set up the kitchen; her mind raced of ways to get him on the boat tonight before dark. 

Stay tuned to see if she gets them underway and which seat is her favorite.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s