My mother took a fall the week before Christmas. She was not hurt, but it sent her to a hospital for four days, which took the wind out of her sails. She had to have 24/7 care for about 10 days and so the three of us girls took time out to stay with her. Staying in her place from a Friday night until Sunday nights, working all week to make up time so I could get her to a Dr appointment, had left me drained. She is pretty much up and going well now, but no more driving, ever again for her. But today is a Saturday, and the weather is now out of the single digits, and I have new Simms waders that have a step up from my summer waders, and leak proof as they are seamless, so I think a day to the high country is in order.
I wonder what I will do when I am her age and we cannot drive any longer. I am already asking (telling) my granddaughter "will you take me to see the elk when they bugle?" "Will you take me to Sprague Lake in the summer?" Will you make sure I do not have to live in the lowlands and never see the high country but once every year or less? "will you make sure?..."
I will miss standing in waters waving a stick, someday. So off into the world today, with my green stick and my new waders, and work the rust out of my body.
And I do not even recall Christmas and New Years...but my mom, she is doing OK.
FisherGirl
