I love my family and friends, but there are times when it all gets to be too much. The last 30 days or so have been close to overwhelming for me. First the Brown Shoe came out for a weekend, then my mom came in for graduation, then I went up to New England to fly and go to the drag races, and then my brother and his family came to visit. In all of this, there's the painting and small renovations on the house, preparing for and executing the first week of Zip Zap Circus intensive, and, and, and...
My brother and family left yesterday morning at 7. I came back to my place and crashed until almost 11. Then on the way to my second ball game of the week (I live about 6 blocks from Nationals Stadium, so I go often...but maybe not much more until the summer heat lets up), Mom called to ask about their flight. I thought her questions were weird until she told me there'd been a crash at the airport they were flying into (San Francisco) at about the time they were supposed to land. She had figured out it wasn't their flight but wanted thier info. Shortly after I hung up, my brother texted me to tell me they'd been diverted and were on the ground, and then he called - I told him to call Mom first and then call me back. Anyway, it all worked out, but what an end to the week.
It was a joyful week, but at the same time, a little traumatic. On top of all the excitement to touring DC with the family, I got a call on the evening of the 3rd. One of my closest friends, you've seen her pictures of her here if you followed me the last time I was living in DC, had been diagnosed the week prior with Stage 4 Ovarian cancer. My friends, knowing that my family was in town, had collectively opted not to tell me about the diagosis until after her surgery. I am glad they did so, but it was a shock to hear about the diagnosis and the surgery in one fell swoop. She spent 11-12 hours in surgery and the docs think they got it all, but it's going to be a long recovery and then 6 months or so of Chemo. So, my summer knitting has been set - hats and more hats. (And some baby stuff for a friend who is due in November to add some joy to the year.) I'll also be going out in August to visit and help if I can. Her husband, an Australian Naval Officer, is out for 90 days with their 4 year old daughter, so I imagine after the first month of family rushing in, they may need some help later. And it lets me focus on the Higher Achivement scholars through July. (More on that later....middle schoolers are exhausting!)
Anyway...some of my favorite pictures from the week with the family...flying on the 4th of July!
All in all, it's been a lovely start to the summer, but I'm so glad to have some downtime now. (Sort of.)