Highlights: The Death Cafe was an inspiring experience. A good deal of what continues to unfold for me feels like an affirmation of decades of lingering curiosity and interest. We'll see where it goes, but this could be a significant part of the year ahead for me. Tommy and I made a GOBM run and then Jen & I went to visit my mom, who's doing well so far with the medications. Once home, in the later part of the evening, Tommy walked out of the house relatively abruptly and came back in about 10 min later with tears in his eyes, reaching out for a hug. He got it. It turned out he stumbled across a slew of voicemails from his mom during the time she was in the care facility that he'd either never heard or forgotten about and it took him off guard. We talked a good deal about them and the experience. I was grateful to have had him open up and to have been there at the time. This could have come up in a wide range of situations where this would not have been the case, and I'm grateful for that and for his trust in me to open up. It's a really healthy thing to do.
