A Day in the Skies

I managed to pack all our stuff into three suitcases! They are all falling apart and may not last the day, but so far so good. We were up and ready early. The temperature had plummeted 15 degrees and it was much much colder than it was the days prior. We said our goodbyes to my parents, who were up early to join us for breakfast and farewells. The Edmonton airport is organized and easy to maneuver through. We go through customs at the airport, which makes the rest of the journey more relaxed and somehow I do not encounter too much difficulty with the immigration officers when I go from Canada to the US. Thankfully.

Flying gives me time to read and relax. I spent most of the day reading my book on the Conquest of the Incas in preparation for my lectures next week. We had time at Minneapolis to sit down for dinner/lunch (Maya calls it 'linner' or 'lunner') and more time to wander around waiting for our flight.

Tara had a later flight for an overnight journey to Montreal. She baked and entertained my parents for the day and my mother was delighted to have her 'old' Tara back. I am worried for my parents, my father being so frail and my mother so challenged, but there is so little I can do for now. I have 'power of attorney' to take care of things if anything should happen to require my services, but I cannot force anything. Should they be in a nursing home? Can they manage without help? Would they accept inhome help? Should my mother be driving? There were so many questions and concerns during our visit, and I am not entirely satisfied with the current circumstances.