Just another lazy Saturday...or so I thought. The grass needed to be mowed, the hedges trimmed, some weeds needed a good whacking, and our Jumangi-like backyard required some much needed attention. But things have a way of changing when weather cooperates, and when I only have a few precious months left with Mel being pregnant.
Read MoreLiving in Alaska has its advantages...and its disadvantages. Wildlife, pristine landscapes, and the allure of the Last Frontier—all advantages. But like most transplants that have moved to Alaska, family is far away. That became very apparent several years ago.
I try and talk to my parents at least once or twice a week. Typically, I give them a ring after work as I'm trying to meander through traffic on the Glenn Highway. 50,000 cars on a 2-lane highway all trying to make it home before the next episode of the Voice. Several years ago, however, I received a phone call from my mother on the way home that forever changed my family. My uncle, mom's brother, had fallen in his house and was in critical condition. This was one of those times living in Alaska that proved disadvantageous.
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