Today has been a difficult day. My dad called this morning to tell me that mom's scans came back showing rapid progression of her cancer. Her oncologist says she has somewhere between 2 weeks and 3 months to live.
We all knew this day was coming, but it is still a blow to face the imminent reality of it, especially after just being with her 4 days ago in California for a wonderful week together with her feeling relatively good.
All day today I kept thinking Maybe this is all a joke. April Fools! I wanted someone to walk up to me and tell me this is not real. That my mom is going to be fine and will be rocking her great grandbabies when she's old and wrinkled and her hair has grown back long and white.
But it is real. And tonight I'm unpacking my bag from California and packing a new one to take to Arkansas. I'll leave first thing in the morning and take Maggie with me. Maximus will stay with Lucas until they come out together next week.
If you'd like more details about what mom's doctor had to say today, you can read about it here from my dad.