As we spent time at the cabin, we brought an oxygen monitor just to check and see how much the altitude affects us. Both my mom and my dad had oxygen levels around 94, which is great. I did pretty good too. We talked about how lucky my parents are to still be able to spend time at the cabin. My dad jokingly – or maybe not – responded that they didn’t even think they would still be alive at this age. I know many people whose parents had to move to a lower altitude when they got older and their health was not so good. Not only was their oxygen fine, my mom wasn’t as dizzy or tired and my dad did quite a bit of work on the house. Their persistence continues to amaze me. I am so glad that they both can still make the trip and enjoy their cabin in the mountains that they love and have worked so hard to build.
I Found God today being grateful for my parents capabilities.