Too much to digest . . .
So in the last two weeks - a fabulous weekend trip to NYC - sans hypersteve and J. Four days of seeing my favorite women, and indulging myself to see the NYC things I usually miss when we're there as a family. So restorative.
Then hypersteve's birthday
Then the bad call to come his dad's bedside. Ed has been in 4th stage cancer for a while and the latest treatments did not work. We got called to attend his last days at home. One week of intense patient care and reminicing until he passed, then a flurry of funeral stuff. The experience was enlightening, healing and painful allat once.
Now back in Syracuse and seriously wondering if I can really catch up on what I've missed and existential questions of whether the master's degree is worth the strain on myself and my family.
Hrumph.
More details later, if I can manage it.
Love,
Y
Then hypersteve's birthday
Then the bad call to come his dad's bedside. Ed has been in 4th stage cancer for a while and the latest treatments did not work. We got called to attend his last days at home. One week of intense patient care and reminicing until he passed, then a flurry of funeral stuff. The experience was enlightening, healing and painful allat once.
Now back in Syracuse and seriously wondering if I can really catch up on what I've missed and existential questions of whether the master's degree is worth the strain on myself and my family.
Hrumph.
More details later, if I can manage it.
Love,
Y