This journey begins today. The date is Monday, March 9th, 2026. My youngest will be traveling to Paris in 3 days, and my sister and I should be in Puerta Vallarta but we decided to cancel because of the cartel issues there. That seems hilarious to me in one regard and serious in another. I don’t care anymore. I got my money back on all fronts and we shall see what happens next year.
My journey is navigating what will happen with my Mom. I am 59. I have known this wonderful woman for a minute. Tomorrow my family will decide whether to do hospice care or whatever the terms are, in order to figure out how to let the woman I have known for my entire life, die in peace. I have good moments and crushing moments. Moments where I feel I cannot breathe. I have had these moments before. Coming from a big family it is inevitable I guess. We were 10, now 7 and maybe soon, 6. We will know more tomorrow. I will let you know.
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