I am a retired Registered Nurse but by no means have I slowed down or stopped nursing. I enjoy spending time with my many friends and I enthusiastically embrace creating, traveling, being active in the Red Hat Society, emailing and talking often with my grown kids, grand-daughter and daughter-in-law, none of whom live in Florida but I go visit regularly. Within the past few years I've discovered a passion for Genealogy which I truly enjoy and some may go so far as to say has become an obsession. Perhaps its my need for truth or an insatiable curiosity but I have researched my family ancestry back to the 1700's and discovered lots of interesting as well as a few disturbing tidbits. My research has been self-published and now sits on the bookshelves of my dear family.

The past few years my life has been peppered with many losses, a few
challenges and a renewed hope of things to come. I lost my mother, one
of my brothers, a beloved grandfather figure, several very dear friends
and an incredible man who was not only a great physician but a treasured
friend and an employer for nearly 25-years. And although my husband (of over 50
years) and I thought we had made it through the worst and weathered it all and could
finally enjoy some smooth sailing through our golden
years instead we wake up each day to a new set of challenges. Challenges only those
deep in their senior years can understand and appreciate. Some are health related some
are dexterity related and some are just poor memory related. But no
amount of preparation or warning could have ever prepared me for what
has become the struggle of my current day-to-day life.
My kind-hearted, resilient, stubborn as a mule husband has looked death
in the eyes several times during the past two years and although he has
managed to barely escape each time (thanks mostly to my care) he
continues to be plagued with health problems the doctors just can't seem
to cure. During a particularly dark time within my family as we all
struggled for answers, cures and hope and found none we were faced to accept the
inevitable. The family dynamic had shifted and the once strong, fully
capable father and husband was now the child. It was during this time I wrote a
letter to my children to help them understand their father's current
mental state of mind and my daughter who not only found great solace in
my heartfelt words thought it might also help others going through
similar struggles who were facing the dreaded "why" questions. She
recently submitted my
letter
The Innocence in Depression to a national medical magizine and
it is about to be published in an upcoming issue. Words don't always
make things better but sometimes they can be a light in a very dark
place.
As for my renewed hope of things to come. Well that would be baby Katherine Grace Frost. My son and his beautiful wife have set out to adopt a baby and they have been blessed with Baby Katie. We're all very excited to welcome her into our family and this wonderful blessing is a reminder of God's love, goodness and his promises.
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