I said I was an adult, and I will say it again. I am an adult. But, there are some aspects of being an adult that I didn't understand until just recently.
In January my Father-in-law had a heart attack. It was right before my spinal surgery, so he didn't tell us. A few weeks later we found out, but he told us he was okay.
It wasn't until his massive stroke weeks later that we found out how much his health has declined. He was diagnosed with congestive heart failure; and we didn't know until about a month and half after. As soon as we found out we moved back to Oklahoma to take care of him.
When we left Oklahoma to go to Oregon nearly a year ago I spent the six months prior to that organizing. By the end of it I was a mess. I felt like I was completely unprepared. This time, we found out about his health crisis and three days later we had sold all of our stuff that wouldn't fit in our car, left the rest with a friend, and headed back to Oklahoma. Three days. I didn't know we could do that, until we did.
Since then we have moved in with my Father-in-law, changed his diet, taken over all of his bills, and changed our lives. I am so grateful we're able to be here for him. I am grateful we're able to do this.
I never knew we could until we did.
