Italy

So I’m a bad blogger. I’m a very bad blogger. This summer was going to be bad; I already knew that. One of my parents was scheduled for knee surgery; and the recovery was likely to be time-consuming for him and anyone wanting to help him through the rehab process…

Then my mother broke her leg and ankle while she was visiting from her home in Florida, and that surgery turned out hinky and it took two months before she could fly home, and I had already volunteered to be the one to fly her home and try to get her set up...