That’s what it’s down to for me pretty much – I cannot believe that in eight short days, I will board a plane for my first trip across the Atlantic in my life. I am honestly trying not to think about it too much until Wednesday gets over; I have an exam Wednesday night, so until then I will be neck deep into the books. After that, it’s going over the lists, packing, and trying to finish a couple of the books from RJCO before the trip. It’s not such a big deal to pack for myself (though a bit more thought needed than a trip up the road two hours away). No, the big deal for packing is for Kennedy, my daughter, who will be going to “Camp Nana & Papa” for nine days while Mom is away. Dad (Graeme) is a farmer and works many long hours not conducive to looking after young Miss while Mom is not here for that length of time. I also have one son who is living in Moncton and working (Ryan) and my other at-home child, Kyle, is 17 and working full-time so those two are not so much to worry about in terms of preparation. Thank goodness!!!
Aside from all the usual packing you would do for any child, I have to make all of Kennedy’s meals before she goes and freeze them, which is just a wee bit ‘o’ work. I can’t complain though, she was fed through a tube in her belly for nine years until last summer when she finally began eating orally. She’s still on a mostly pureed food diet, (thus the need for me to blend and make all of her meals – it’s too much to expect my parents to do it!) but she is doing it and we are very proud of her.
If you are here, don’t know me outside the March of the Living Tour and are interested, you can click the link above (where “Kennedy” is printed the first time in this post) and read about her. You will quickly understand why I get very upset reading about Hitler’s views on people with disabilities and what atrocities they underwent during the time he was in power.
