A Year Later

One year, guys. I know, don't stone me. But hey, I've had a lot going on. I just finished up my senior year of college, graduated, and got myself engaged. And getting a little better at dealing with Dad's MS.

Remember last post (year) when I talked about N's graduation? Well today I graduated, and it was about the same. He had to sit in the same place, kind of apart from everyone else because that's where the handicapped seating is, and P went up and sat by him (with her Lego Star Wars book, so she was a happy camper.) It's still not fair to me that my family couldn't all sit together to watch my biggest accomplishment so far, but whatever. Some places just aren't as well-equipped as others.

Take restaurants for example. Kneaders is a good choice, because the one by my house is pretty roomy and so there's room to wheel him around. There's also a local Mexican restaurant that is pretty roomy as well, and my parents go often enough that everybody recognizes them there. But some restaurants aren't as good, typically fast food joints or smaller restaurants. And it sucks because you don't know until you go there whether or not it's going to work out, even if you've been there before and you think you think it'll work out. Sometimes there are problems that you don't think about, like tight corners or thick carpeting. But live and learn, I guess.

Later,

K