Sorry … I seem to be getting lax about making entries in my book to you. It's just that time passes more quickly than I realize and you are growing so fast.
But, much has happened in the past several weeks. Your sister Jessie has come to spend a month with us. I can tell she loves you dearly and she is very helpful because she likes to take care of her little brother. She'll be leaving soon, and I'm sure she'll miss you … and you her.
The doctor is thinking about having your right foot put into a cast because of the way it turns in. I'll be taking you to see a special bone doctor so he can tell us what, if anything, needs to be done.
Your nanny, my mother, called us last night to see how we were all doing. And to say she anxiously awaits our arrival to California in just a few short weeks.
Monday, July 27, 2026
I'm definitely not sorry you took the time at all to record these anecdotes and thoughts you had as an early mother. It's now been more than a half year since your passing, and I'm reminded to take things as they come.
Jessie has visited three times since early December. Twice for dad's surgeries. She loved you, too, despite whatever contrary actions/attitudes might have been interpreted in those days and ones to follow. She wants to move Dad out to New Mexico with her next year sometime to care for him. Nothing set in stone, but I'm not wholly against it.
Monday, July 27, 2026
I'm definitely not sorry you took the time at all to record these anecdotes and thoughts you had as an early mother. It's now been more than a half year since your passing, and I'm reminded to take things as they come.
Jessie has visited three times since early December. Twice for dad's surgeries. She loved you, too, despite whatever contrary actions/attitudes might have been interpreted in those days and ones to follow. She wants to move Dad out to New Mexico with her next year sometime to care for him. Nothing set in stone, but I'm not wholly against it.
My right foot in a cast, eh? That must be why I turn my ankle on occasion, though I've never thought there was anything particularly wrong with my feet. Fortunately, my reflexes are such that I've never done any real damage. Take care of your core, back, hips, knees, and ankles is my ongoing mantra as I age.
Aunt Carmen visited, too, in July. We had a nice chat about lots of things, not the least of which was Nana. Thinking back on the Oceanside days, it's almost like a dream now. But I know they were real and I cherish those times.
My mom died on January 7, 2026. She was 70 years old. It was both her time and not her time.
My mom died on January 7, 2026. She was 70 years old. It was both her time and not her time.
