Yesterday my mom and I went and had haircuts together, then drove home by way of an apple orchard. I love autumn, and while we were driving down the road that bisected the orchard, we could smell the apples.
My older kids are out of town to attend a family funeral (on their dad’s side) tomorrow without me. A funeral for someone wonderful, someone we all cared about. Nate’s sick, and I feel really sad for all of them. I wish I could be there or they could be here. I hate not being with them when they’re upset. I know they’re in good hands, but it makes me anxious all the same.