and a damn good one. Actually, it was one I had suggested earlier this week, but my brother apparently hadn’t heard me when I said it.
Next year, we’re going to Phoenix. We can get there a day or so before Christmas, leave the day after her birthday, she’s in HER house, her comfort zone, doesn’t have to travel, doesn’t have to worry about ANYTHING, we can drive her all over town, take her out to dinner every night if she wants and everyone will be much less stressed out in general. (And we get New Year’s back. Bonus.)
Sure, traveling so close to the holiday will be a little nuts, but still MUCH easier for us to head out there than for her to come here.
My brother is going to be the one to broach the subject to her - I think it will go over better coming from him than from me. Cause everything goes over better coming from him than from me.*
I am so very, very happy that he brought this up this evening, cause it had been going through my head. (And I swear I said it out loud earlier this week, but it could have also been the voices in my head.)
*Case in point: Her coffee cup is empty. She’ll start to get up (mind you cane + coffee cup = mildly awkward), and my brother will say he will get it and she says, “Yes, I think I’ll let you get this one.” I hop up and tell her I’ll get her a refill and I get, “Oh, you don’t need to be jumping up for me.” I am starting to think that I am making crap coffee for her.
