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Wow, it's been a long month, but my neighbor/new roomate is home.
Gk went into the hospital May 7th. There were many days we wondered if he would ever be able to come home again. He is one of the strongest men I have ever met. Kind of like a cat with nine lives. When I told him we had called a chaplain in to bless him because we didn't think he would make it through the night, he just looked at me and smiled. Maybe he just wanted to pull through so he could live with me, my Husband, eight year old son and three dogs. Whatever the reasons, he is sooo happy to finally be home and seems to be feeling really well. I love being in this house with him, and Mike say's he feels more comfortable now than he has in the last year. I think it's better to be here in the house with him because you don't worry about something happening when your gone. With Grammy, I always felt like Gk could call if they needed me, but when he is here alone, it's different.
We had a big welcome home dinner last night with Birthday cake and ice cream for dessert. We all sat around and talked and laughed and later it was like going to sleep on Walton's Mountain. Good-nights echoing through the house.
We have all five dogs in the house, and let me tell you....you have never seen a fatter, lazier bunch of dogs in your life. If their not eating, their sleeping.


Julie was here to help us move, and I have to say, if she hadn't come we never would have been able to do it. The woman is a machine. If she's not doing, she's thinking of doing, and always thinking of better ways to do what needs to be done. Everything went so smoothly and we had a fun time together.
Thanks J : )


So, I have laundry to do and lunch to make.
I also need to start really cleaning the little house, GK wants to fix the roof and rent it out. Soon.

C ya