My mom took us all out to California and the Channel Islands before she starts a little more chemo, and it was a wonderful trip. I kept thinking of M.F.K. Fisher:
There we were, solidly one for these moments at least…not laughing perhaps as the families do in the pictures and the stories, but with our eyes loving and deep, one to another. It was good, worth the planning. It made the other…more endurable, more a part of being that undeniable rock, the Family.