This was the year I
was going to take my Mom on a trip.
Ever since dad died it has been my goal to
take my Mom somewhere on an adventure.
But the time was never right it seemed the
first year was just getting over the
shock of his death.
Then Mom's health started to go down it seemed
one thing after another,
life just got
in the way and was holding us back.
So nine years later the time was right!
So nine years later the time was right!
The one place mom always wanted to see was Moab
she
talked about wanting to see the red rock formations.
We decided the time was right for our adventure to begin.
We decided the time was right for our adventure to begin.
My sister Denice came along with us to help,
Mom has to travel with oxygen tanks and a
walker
and it was nice to have her along for the help.
We went in April and
I am just now getting around to posting about it ,
once again life has a way of rearranging
my time.
A few pictures for the memory book.