At the end of our last week in Florida, we had a decision to make. Should we drive home or fly home? Our dear son and some of our church friends volunteered to come to Florida and drive us home, or, if we decided to fly, would drive our empty car home. What a blessing such thoughtfulness was to us. Ruth felt well enough to drive, so we opted to do so, stopping overnight in Palm Coast to visit friends.
After our two-day visit, we started quite well, but later in the day Ruth began complaining of weakness, so I made a decision to stop at the nearest hospital which happened to be in Lumberton, North Carolina. I am glad that I did.
When the hospital prognosis was alarming, I called our son. He and his family left immediately for Lumberton, arriving the next day. Words cannot express how relieved I felt when they arrived. Meanwhile, our church had been alerted and a dear fellow elder and his wife came to Lumberton, traveling by public transportation, and were there with us during that night.
That long night ended with dear wife's demise early the next morning and with it, the shattered dreams of a long retirement with the woman I loved. With saddened hearts we left Lumberton with my fellow elder driving my car.
Arriving home late that afternoon, I was met by our pastor and several church members, desiring to assist me.
More, later.
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