good, very good

Where would you live if you were a widower tomorrow?

Daughter was asking, as we walked.

I won’t go back to Idaho, I said. There is not enough reasons to return. I’d stay based between two daughters. Might go south for the winter, but maybe not too. Family is increasingly important to me.

It was a question that deserved an answer, but it was also unnerving, still.

How do we plan our lives? We may plan some details long term, but a lot of life is catch and release.

And, of course with AD, there is no schedule, so while this is a respectful question, the answer is supremely slippery.

But we came “home” to the Bus, turned the AC on (94 today) and finished the day.

It was good, very good.