Highlights: A few days have passed, each having something of note, complete enough that catching the highlights went undone. My mom's tests are looking good still, and she seems to be managing treatments with greater ease. Due to the experiences of the past few years and my training and practice related to being aggressively aware of mortality, I want to impress the same on her. Yet, she's more comfortable with the universal delusion of 'just not waking up one day' as a way one's life will end. That's not realistic. It's possible but not likely. And I wrestle with what's helping and what's my own agenda. I briefly visited Matt C while getting Lauren from Sacramento on Thursday night. We walked and talked about aging in a manner far less predictive and far more immediate and present. Seeing our mutual age physically manifesting as mobility and hearing become current events is sobering. The last one to require a Rascal scooter wins. Tommy had a hard few days with migraines and issues at home related to honoring what Jen/I consider reasonable expectations about cleanliness in the shared space escalated. After some conversation between the four of us this morning, it became more apparent that what's at play isn't a conscious, intentional slight; it's an executive function/ADHA-related situation. It's hard to be patient with somebody when you expect them to behave as you would… something I wrote about recently and continue to need to reinforce. The drive to Paso with Lauren allowed us to talk back and forth about some of the details in the book, including "wait, what?" moments that lead to all sorts of insights. The Eberle cave tour was good, but she really enjoyed Parrish, as did I. The rental house is ok. It's tiny but suffices for our needs. After a walk through Sensorio, we returned to play games while Hamilton and then the Greatest Showman played. It was delightful.
