Prepping

10 days to go before I step on that plane.  Still have to pack, make lists, sell off furniture and hyperventilate.  But it'll be ok.

Talked to mom yesterday and she seemed better from the accident. Wished that anything and everything was possible in the world so that she can come with me -- but not as herself but as how I see her as a mom. Something like that. So that we'll climb mountains and canoe through the rivers and soak up the livery of life together.

But she's hurt and so she can't go and that's life and it's all going to be ok in the end.

So pack up my things, tape those boxes together, and it's going to be a great adventure.