just thinking about it makes me tired
My sister (younger) is moving her stuff back to that horrid state this weekend. 5 states in a moving van for 22 hours isn’t fun. She was going to do it alone. I thought about going weeks ago and decided that flying home might not be a good idea. I haven’t been on an airplane since I was diagnosed with Meniere’s Disease in 2006. I have no idea how I’ll do on an airplane. I’d hate to fly and come off the plane sick with vertigo. It’s a tricky dilemma to be in. But after loading the truck up tonight and seeing her completely break down I knew I had to go with her. It’s a 22 hour drive… .we’ll split it between two days. Mom got me a one way flight home with her flyer miles for next Thursday. I’ll be gone just a few hours shy of a week. I’ll miss Easter with my kids and husband. Kaity isn’t happy with me about that… .but one day she’ll understand. Or maybe she won’t and maybe I’m just a horrible mother because I’m putting my sister first in this moment. But when I look back at when I was going through the same stuff…I know how much I wanted and needed my sister(s) to say; “hey, I can do that for you.” Sometimes we all just need someone to stand by us and hold our hand. I have just over a day to pack my stuff and get ready to go. Then the long drive… .which is good and exhausting all at the same time. I personally know how therapeutic driving can be, so this will be a therapeutic trip. Okay, I think I have more to say but it’s all coming out jumbled and isn’t even making much sense in my own head. See… . just thinking about it makes me tired.