Home safe and sound
I got home last night (Friday November 17th) around 8 PM. Tired, because I'm not a good flier and it was a stressful week, but I'm not nearly as exhausted as my mom. At least I only bawled on the two take-offs heading east; I merely white-knuckled it on the return flights.
The bottom line is that I'm really glad I was able to be with her for the week, for her sake and for the sake of my step-dad too. I hope that in time, she will find a new path for herself, one in which she focuses on her own Self, not on caring for, or worrying about, someone else.
The bottom line is that I'm really glad I was able to be with her for the week, for her sake and for the sake of my step-dad too. I hope that in time, she will find a new path for herself, one in which she focuses on her own Self, not on caring for, or worrying about, someone else.
One of Harry's sons took this snapshot and sent it to me.
A friend of Mom's did the little memorial.
I took a few snapshots in the air and at both Toronto's and Halifax's airports, and I might post them another time.
For now I just want a bit of down time--literally feet on the ground as well as unwinding.
Godspeed, Harry.
Peace.

Comments
Be well!
Hope you have some time to relax and unwind this week.
Eileen