The highlight for me of 2016 was not the publication of my first novel, The Road To LaReta. It was a satisfying accomplishment, but other life events far outweighed the book.
The time I spent with my sister, LaReta (Lore) from February through mid-June defines the year. Her final battle with bone cancer, although excruciating for her, gave us time to be together. Whether it was chatting while I drove her to doctor appointments or sitting by her bed reading letters from “the love of her life,” those moments are now my precious memories.
The journey to Lore’s final days also brought me closer to her children, all five of them. Rarely are they together, but they spent time with her, with me and with each other. It was a beautiful testament. All she ever wanted was a family and in that, she was truly successful.
My younger brother, Jim, who lives in eastern Washington, travelled here to see Lore. Later this year, because of his wife’s medical issues, he stayed with my husband, Scott, and me for a number of weekends. I still can’t believe my little brother is a senior citizen. It was nice getting to know him better as the loyal husband and hardworking man he has become.
There have been happy 2016 events as well. My granddaughter, Karina, got married in July and next spring will make me a great grandmother. I’m still trying to wrap my mind around that title!
And speaking of grandchildren, my younger daughter, Kendall, gave birth to Anna Joy in August. She is a joy. Fortunately, I get to spend time with all three of her children at least once a week. Unfortunately, I don’t see nearly enough of Ben, my oldest daughter Courtney’s son. But that’s what happens when children move out of state.
I’m staying positive about the new year. My husband, Scott, will have a procedure on the 10th of January to remove blockages from his heart. It’s not simple since he can’t be intubated and will have to be awake. He has chronic obstructive pulmonary disease (COPD). That’s what 57 years of smoking will do.
Hopefully, the re-tuning of his coronary arteries will allow us to travel more to see friends and relatives. It’s time for us to take our own road to whatever destinies lie ahead. My road will always include writing.