7/8/11 Walking out the door. Heading to Kentucky. Headed home, as I have known it, for the last time. There will no longer be an Adams resident at 2211 or 2422. I'm meeting family to "pack up" Daddy's things and all the household possessions that will be his no more. That makes me sad. One more step in the grieving and wrapping up of a life of a sweet daddy.
I'm packing my Houston High "Dotsy" quilt to take with me----the one with all the prayers. The one that offered solace for me all those months in Texas. The quilt and the continuing prayers of friends. I'm going to need them both.
