Drive

Before we left Cleveland Clinic, the neurologist gave dad marching orders which included no driving for six months. (It's a law if you've had a seizure.) Now, my dad has 2 boats, 5 cars, 1 motorcycle and 2 scooters. He likes to drive. It was sad to see his face when he grasped this reality. I think he's accepted the part about not driving cars. The boat part ... not so much. He still wants to put the Tiara in the water. Still has plans for the wedding at Put-in-Bay July 17 and in fact was on the phone with a friend asking if he got the wedding party invitation. He's making plans. He has drive. I just pray, pray, pray ...