I hate update posts, but not much I can do about that since it has been 2 + weeks from my last post.

Eddy, the kids, and I went to Washington to visit my parents, friends, and other family. It was great to be back. My dad started clinical trial drugs the day before our departure and he is still seeming to tolerate the side effects well. I held it all together fairly well while I was there. We kept busy and once we went to back out of the driveway I started crying. The thought of never seeing him look the same, anticipation of the deterioration that is inevitable, and the non-guarantee of when I'd be back to hug him again was all too much. Now I find myself sort of scared to call them. My dad called that the "cancer curse". No one knows what to say so they just avoid him and the situation. I push through that because he's my dad and even if I can't come up with something to say, just calling will be good. Someday he won't be there to answer.

I'm starting to seriously contemplate studying philosophy. I do it all day, everyday, so I might as well earn a degree to make my space-out contemplations worthwhile.

Welp. Today will continue in my pajamas, on my couch watching cartoons and eating Easter candy. Sweetness.