Time really seems to be doing a number on me these days. Apparently, it's been well over a month since I last posted. Mea culpa. What can I say? Life has been zipping along at warp speed - although much of it hasn't been worth documenting...
Sometime in late August, Mom informed us that she would not be attending the wedding. Needless to say, we were all devastated but understood. She had been losing sleep over the mere thought of the travel and worrying about any of us having to look after her. The relief in her voice after she told us her decision was palpable - and that alone told me she had made the right decision.
Of course, this necessitated us to revise our plans; or I should say, lack of plans. Her birthday kicks off the round of birthdays/various celebrations from the end of September until the middle of January; but we had not planned a trip to Connecticut this year; assuming we would see her in November.
Thus a quick trip up was hastily thrown together to celebrate her 92nd birthday. Which, most likely impinged on my brother and sister in law; as they had just returned from vacation days before we arrived. As ever though, they were gracious hosts and even though they had to work, and a good time was still had by all.
As usual, before we left, I cleaned the house top to bottom because I HATE coming home to a house that needs to be cleaned (why yes, it appears I HAVE turned into my mother) after being in the car for what seems like weeks. When I come home all I want to do is empty the car, unpack and immediately start a load of laundry. That's it.
The trip up and back was fairly uneventful - except 30 minutes after we left the house I realized I'd forgotten the cord for my work laptop. The Husband, ever my hero, without complaint turned the car around and headed home to retrieve it. I know he was annoyed - most likely beyond annoyed - but never said a word.
About two hours later I realized I had forgotten to pack a robe. He offered to pick one up for me once we reached Connecticut. And right about then, I wondered if he had been replaced with an alien. But no, it seems he had made a conscious decision to make this trip as smooth as possible while I, had inadvertently made the un-conscious decision to make this trip as difficult as possible. I can confidently say we both succeeded.
It was lovely to spend a few days visiting with Mom. Though she will be missed terribly at the wedding, we all think she made the right decision.
Of course, this trip coincided with The Fiancée's first bridal shower; which obviously, I had to miss. I did make sure to give her mother my gift, so at least I was there in spirit. I did find out after the fact that my friend two doors down DID attend to, as she said, "represent the family." God, I love her.