Joe hosted the family Thanksgiving tonight. Even Dan came, with Brenda and Victor. My mom did not. My parents started to come south, but freaked out about the snow and ice and turned around. I don’t blame her for freaking out. But I’m upset that I didn’t find out in time to go get them. And I’m upset that it didn’t work out.

I’m increasingly skeptical that my mom’s remaining family will ever be together with her at the same time and place before she dies.

I don’t really want to talk about it. Not right now.

I am going to go cry myself to sleep now.