One wonderful little-discussed season secret is that so many of us get to legitimately run away. It’s called vacation and tons of Americans do it. I think it‘s a chance to run away without permission or guilt. Most years, my husband and I hop in a car, sailboat, train or plane Christmas morning and disappear for a mini vacation. We take longer breaks at other more convenient times. Sometimes we sail (my favorite). We go somewhere that doesn’t involve hours of travel and try to choose someplace relaxed. One year it was Miami (yes, you can relax in Miami), one year Quebec... spas have also served us well. And this year it’s Napa Valley to drink, eat, rest and make merry. True confession: it’s my best antidote to an otherwise guaranteed case of blahs as my grown kids and lovely grandkids periodically use this time to gather with other sides of family. Missing them always produces an ache. So we run away with delight as two grown-ups can. Stay tuned for a full report on this year’s escape!
Doree: how is JVB? I still care about her but I am completely in the dark. However, I have made as much progress as anyone with a tbi and 31 accident generated conditions to deal with daily. I like your CATEGORIES but I'd add physiatrists and plans of care, and support groups. I have written all this out
as a way to pressuring my HMO to follow Medicare guidelines
I am glad you had my address, JPS
Posted by: jack sisson | December 28, 2007 at 02:18 PM