Ten Years After

Today marks ten years since my mother's passing, ten years since having the hearing in my left ear restored, and ten years since I retired. It feels fitting to make mention of it. The years are passing by so fast in my life now. I recall how my four year enlistment in the Navy seemed to play out at a pedestrian pace, but now, four years gets away from me in such a hurry. And this train just keeps rolling down the tracks faster with each passing year.

Here's a blog post I wrote where I talk about that day ten years ago. Until Tammy's recent brush with death, it was the most emotion-filled day of my life.

Tammy continues to work to regain her strength from a cardiac arrest event 2 1/2 weeks ago. She was discharged from transitional care on Saturday. Her ribs are still very sore, and she's extremely tired from some meds she's taking for her heart. It's going to take time before she feels normal again. Oscar and Rudy are happy to have her home.

Cliff loves his balance bike, and recently learned how to steer it around corners, but he's still working on not running over PJ. It's so fun to watch him ride it.

I made it out with friends on Labor Day for a 48 mile (77 km) ride on some beautiful gravel roads south of Northfield. I did okay but I'm still lacking strength, and struggled at times to keep up with Bruce and Tim who did some soft-pedaling for me when needed. (I have to remind myself that I'm riding faster than I have in a few years, so there is that.) I was thankful for the offer to ride with them again as it's been a couple of years since we last rode together. 

That's all I've got.

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