Rosa's daughter came and whisked her away to Atlanta. A feeling of dread overcame me as I watched them drive off. Rosa is my confidant and best friend and I don't know what I am going to do without her sage advice on life and other matters. "I'll see you in two weeks," she said as she smiled weakly. I waved goodbye and drove on home.
This afternoon found me and Dad sitting on my porch and talking. He came by just to visit.
"Do you think I can get a job, dad?" I asked him timidly.
"I think you need to give yourself some time," he replied. "You've done so well that I would hate for us to upset things."
He was right. I can always throw myself into my writings and this blog. I am actually making a decent income from the advertisements on this journal and should concentrate on bringing in more readers. I am already making close to the maximum I can make without upsetting my social security. I appreciate those of you that read and comment. You make it all worthwhile.