The plans were in place, we were headed to Florida for the winter. We had already decided that we planned to prepare the house for sale during this trip and knew that if things went as planned that this would be our final winter in the Sunshine state. Little did we know what was ahead of us. John started experiencing excessive back pain 2 days after our arrival and after several doctor visits we learned that surgery would be the best next step. Our plans to return to Greenville for Christmas would have to be canceled. On December 29 he had surgery followed by months of slow, cautious recovery!
In February we decided to pray and cross our fingers as we stepped onboard a Holland America ship and headed out on an eastern Caribbean cruise. We were very grateful that John did well, never needed the wheelchair that we brought with us, and we had a marvelous time. After months of recuperation it felt great to enjoy food that I had not prepared and go on low key adventures....to be a part of the world again! We simplified our activities and rested as needed but it was all worth it! The batik shop was gorgeous, the bird exhibit was delightful, St. Thomas was incredibly beautiful and Half Moon Cay was amazing (as always).








We proceeded with the plan to sell the house so packing and sorting and donating and cleaning became the focus of every day while John worked with an in home physical therapist to get stronger and heal. It was a bit bittersweet..... 13 winters in paradise has been quite the luxurious life,,,,,but we were both ready to close that chapter and become full time Carolinians. I have taken lots of photos over the years but decided that a picture of the bottlebrush tree in front of the house which was blooming more beautifully than ever before would represent my final memory. So long Solivita!!! We have had a wonderful time!!
And then it happened..... while packing the back of the truck to bring things back to South Carolina I lost my balance and fell. The hired help was to arrive 10 minutes later to pack the rented trailer and although I didn't realize it I had broken my foot. Life was going to move at a much slower pace for the next 7 weeks!