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Daily Life in Fla series: Saying good bye to a dear friend who has moved on to her own place.


She’s  all moved out….And we did our part.  And I didn’t drop the ball and make this person move into a hotel after a frantic message last January.   

I can sigh in good conscience and not worry.  She has her own place now after several years of a struggle that included a stroke,  gastro surgery,  a family fight we won’t talk about that could have put me in the middle,  and well,  I am glad about this. 

We helped.  We have no kids and we were glad to help. 

It has been about an hour and I just closed the door of my garage today after giving my longtime friend, L.C.  a hug for good luck.   She had been living with us for the past five  months helping us while we gave her a place to well, save until she moves into her own place.

She just moved today. 

She’d been with us since early January.  Who is she?  A cancer survivor and a long time friend who was once homeless.  I wish she’d contacted me sooner and this could have been a year or so.  We could have avoided the homeless part.  But I let her  tell her story when she, the writer writes IT.   I HOPE SHE WRITES IT. 

That was a fast five months.  I sighed and closed the garage door and heard it rolling down to the cement floor. 

Yes,   it was a fast five months.  Life was good.  It is still good.  I highly recommend it.  It mellowed me, this helping someone I knew avoid disaster.  We were there when she had another medical procedure and there when she woke up. 

Now it is just me and the hub forever.  We are going into year 18.  And I am waving to all my kids in heaven. 

Now it is just us.  I have been trying to get the pool ready and all.  🙂 



I have lived here in the Tampa Bay area for over 40 years. I am a native of New York. The purpose of this blog is to show what it is like to live here. This is Florida’s Daily life. Paradise has “moments” too. This blog attempts to reflect my Catholic Christian faith with balance and sunshine and a crack at holy humor. I have a real sense of humor. It is hot here. I sweat.