The Hard Decisions

My family - Mom is front row left

Every now and then in life we come to a time where we are forced to make a tough decision. Sometimes, the decision really isn’t even in our hands at all.

We left Storyville in Sint Maarten in March to fly back to Texas for a visit with our family. Just before our already scheduled trip my mother had a minor stroke and ended up in the hospital and then, in an assisted nursing facility. She is now at home, but the stroke and other underlying health issues left her with short term memory loss. The other health issues have also affected her ability to get around easily. As a result, she needs live in care at all times. She is also dealing with some personal issues that, due to her memory loss, will require assistance. My daughter and my sister have been doing a wonderful job taking care of her, but after seeing her condition and realizing that it probably would not get much better, Troy and I decided that we need to be here to help with her care, and, for the moment, my place is here with her.

She has a nice big house with plenty of room for us, so, we made the difficult (but obvious) decision to secure Storyville and return to Texas for an extended stay to help with her care.  I’m not sure how long we will be here, but I do know one thing:  our cruising days are not over.  We are not done living the fantastic life that we have made for ourselves. Our general plan is to stay here through the summer and help get mom situated as best we can, then we will re-evaluate and hopefully be able to return to Storyville.

Troy flew back to Sint Maarten and is making the decision about where to leave Storyville for the next several months. Because she will be alone during hurricane season, this is a very difficult decision for us. We are currently leaning toward sailing her down to Grenada for the season where she should be safely out of the hurricane belt, of course, those who pay attention to these things know that Grenada is not always safe from storms, but we will just have to pray for the best.

I’m just thankful that we have so many friends that are willing to drop everything and fly to a beautiful Caribbean island and go on a fantastic sailing trip in order to make sure our boat stays safe.  We are fortunate that we have friends like that. (Yes, this paragraph was just a little on the sarcastic side, since I really wish it was me making that trip).

The pity party is over though, because, although I’m sad to set the cruising and sailing aside for a short while, there are some wonderful benefits to staying here in Texas (besides the incredibly hot summer that I’m sure I have in store). My beautiful daughters, my grandchildren, my sister, my nieces, aunts, friends, mother in law and sister in law all live here. I feel very loved in Texas! I can’t wait to spend time with them all and especially time spoiling my grandkids.

I just hope I have some friends in Kemah reading this, because I will definitely need some sailing time! Hint, hint. You know who you are!

Youth fades; love droops; the leaves of friendship fall; A mother's secret hope outlives them all.  ~Oliver Wendell Holmes