Still here

It's been a couple of hectic weeks for us here. Terri's mom has taken a turn for the worse with her second stroke. Ter's had to fly to Florida to help with her affiars, and from what she tells me, the flight was gruesome. It's funny, I remember working for United Airlines when I was the old age of 19. That was what?35 years ago? Apparently now you can get food on a six hour flight, as long as you pay for it up front. It's true I can't fly anymore, It's true I can't do much of anything anymore,  Given what Ter tells me of her flight, it's just as well. Apparently things are bad there in Florida. Ter is going nuts with the problems, and this is just the start...Her sister sent what I can charitably call "Guilt Money" in the form of a check. Funny, she wan't here for her little brothers' death either. Odd. I've been to their house in Wyoming, and as near as I can tell, I don't remember any bars holding her in. My friend Alan has been in the hospital for two weeks now, and I haven't had the chance to visit him, except by phone. I can't really drive down there, it's about 37 miles away and I don't have a license any longer. Ter has actually paid a neighbor to come and check on me periodically. Seriously. I know I'm down, but I'm not out for the count. I have not now, or have I ever, failed for to care for my children, regardless of how many legs they have. Life is not always fair, but I'm still here.You can kick me, you can knock me down, but you can't beat me, I will be here untill I chose not to be.