My 90-year-old grandmother is in declining health, and I'm waiting for a phone call. She's several states away in Missouri, and I'm waiting to hear from my mom what our plans are. I think my mom is going to fly up to be with her, and dad and I are going to drive. (He doesn't do well flying because of his own health condition, but my mom's afraid she may be too late if she makes the drive with him.)
Despite being named after her, I haven't always had the closest relationship with my grandma. But there's still something to being able to say goodbye.
I'm trying to get my work cleared off my desk in case I need to leave tonight.
It's just a strange feeling not knowing what's going to happen. Am I going to be starting a two-day road trip with my dad this time tomorrow? Or will I be sitting right here still waiting?
1 week ago