In the morning I'll be headed home again, and I'll get to stay for a full month! My last trip home was only a two week stay after having been here for over five weeks. This trip, I've been here about three weeks again.
During that last trip home, Nick began his Sophomore year at the local high school and Marty completed his first 90 days on the new job. This trip home will include being able to celebrate Nick's 16th birthday on Oct. 8th.
Much of what my Dad considers "clutter" - my Mom's decorative items and kitchen things he has no use for and wants gone - has been packed up and I'll be taking home with me though I don't know where I'll store them, maybe I'll leave some of it here in the closet, some has been distributed to my sister, some has gone to others. For me, it's a bit heart-breaking because all too rapidly, the home that was a product of my Mom's tastes is turning into something quite different essentially erasing her presence. My Dad would be happy with four bare walls and only a piece or two of furniture - at least that's how it comes across much of the time. I don't like dealing with his desire to get rid of everything, I think it's rash and try to persuade him to wait as he isn't including some of the other siblings - he has his reasons, but I'll be the one who has to deal with the fallout from his actions when he's gone, and with that in mind, much of what has been packed, though going home with me, is my keeping in mind that there are things others may want "from his estate". I really really dislike this - and my husband jokingly says I'm becoming a hoarder - he doesn't get it, but I know my family and am expecting the worst down the road.
And on that note, I'm going to go finish up those few packing details I've been dragging my feet on. Once home, at least for a month, maybe I'll get in a few more blog posts as I make every attempt to feel "normal" again in a short time.
I cherish prayers for safe travels and no automotive problems.