Bags are Packed....
Jack flys out tomorrow on the Red Eye back to Upland. The siblings and cousins are gathering to make those very difficult decisions.... basically, what type of a facility Mom should move into. Arrrgh! I do not envy them the task and the emotional roller coaster ride that just seems to continue.
I will remain at home, killing catepillars!
Seeing Jack's luggage being packed again reminded me of this great song by John Denver. (The same link as above.) Circumstances aren't the same at all, but the song comes to mind whenever one of us is leaving the other.