Helping My Family

Something that has taken a good bit of my attention this spring is helping my family with a major transition with my father. My Dad had a stroke five years ago. He does fairly well, he just can’t live by himself. In February when I was with him it became apparent that we needed to make a change in his living arrangements. My sister and her husband are buying Dad’s house and moving in with their family, and Dad is building a new apartment for himself attached to the garage. So he will still live on the property with my sister and her family, but have his own living space. In April, I went back to Texas for two weeks to help get the house cleared out and ready for my sister and family to move in. It meant going through 75 years of Dad’s life and 51 years of his marriage with my mother. Some days it was working 12-14 hours. When I returned to Croatia after this trip, I was two weeks behind on various aspects of work here. So it also has meant working long hours since I have been back. After Dad selected what he wanted to keep in his new apartment, all the siblings came to get the things out of the house that we wanted. All of my selections went to storage, awaiting a container that will be shipped to Croatia, probably sometime next year. Then we sold, threw away, and gave away what was left. It was a combination of a lot of hard work and a lot of various emotions. Below are photos of the house in process, and Dad’s new apartment under construction. One serendipity in all this was that it was bluebonnet time in Texas, something I rarely get to see now.

Last Modified on October 22, 2017
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