Heading back to PA after nearly two weeks in MA. The focus was supporting one another in the midst of Mom’s journey from hospital to hospice. The desired outcome, the hoped for progress, didn’t materialize, even as we all sensed the trends weren’t giving us any reason for optimism.
Mom had worked through a lot since the end of January, but the accumulated toll on a 9-decade old body ended up prevailing.
I’m looking forward to going back to PA, even though MA will always be home to me. I lived here long enough for it to seep into my bones, for better or worse. Allegiances and memories, a strong attachment to place, and all that.
Well, the weather is warming, the subdued greyness and chill of this past week have given way to sunshine. There must be a metaphor in there somewhere.