I moved to Florida. My job transferred me there.
I had always planned on living in Florida. I left Los Angeles in 1976 and headed to Florida. Fort Lauderdale. Thought that would be a good place to start. I pulled off I-40 into Albuquerque for gas, food, & lodging. Typical stop. What wasn't typical was that I didn't leave there for 20 years. Those were the best 20 years of my life. If asked where I call home I always reply Albuquerque.
Many wonderful stories I want to share about those 20 years. And I will. Just not today.
Mother is now in the middle stages of Alzheimer's. I gave up my life to share what was left of hers. Quit my job, sold my house, packed everything, said good-bye to the best friends ever and took off in a 26 foot Pensky truck. At least Bobby and the girls were with me. Back to where I began. Back to Delaware!
Again-Stories for another day.
Sitting on the beach in Clearwater, Florida waiting for the Sun to rise---suddendly it comes up behind you. I think that life does this also. I think about everything that has
brought me to where I am now in life and for the most part it has come up behind me. I know that each of us are supposed to be in charge of our own destiny and I think that
we are. It’s just seems that in my life my destiny for the most part has always surprised me even though I expected it.