While celebrating Obi-Wan's 93rd birthday at the hospital, I learned that he may be moving soon. Like me, he could be leaving the fair mother city forever.
There's even a good chance he might leave before I do.
In the words of his niece, this recent fall has really humbled him. He now knows he can no longer live alone. So arrangements are being made.
The current plan is to have Obi-Wan moved to a VA-run care home in Waco, the town his niece lives. And another relative of his works at this home so he will have a familiar face.
For months I assumed that my departure from Obi-Wan might involve one of us lying in a casket.
I guess both of us staring into each other's eye, shaking hands and departing the fair mother city in opposite directions is a better alternative from the CEO.
I don't know how I'm going to take that day.