Today is a bizarre day. I’m sitting on a plane heading across the country to see my family.
I’m flying solo without kids to entertain or a husband to talk with.
The flight was booked less than 48 hours ago and I packed one suitcase just for my belongings.
Yesterday, I scrambled to get my house in order, food shop and make sure that I spoke about my separation from the kids for a few days.
So, why an unexpected trip?
My grandpa’s health is rapidly declining and I want to be there for him and my family.
Instead of letting my emotions take over me, I have placed them in a safe place as I focus on thinking of ways to create lasting memories through legacy building activities. Yes, my child life hat is on tight as I talk openly to my kids and parents about what may happen.
I know that through my “work” with them, I am providing myself with a cathartic opportunity to connect to my grandpa and family on a deeper level. I am able to step into the shoes of families that I work with and see it from their point of view.
It puts it all into perspective.

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