Unfortunately, my travels were interrupted earlier this month when it became clear that Mom wasn't doing well. She was diagnosed with small cell lung cancer about 18 months ago. She endured the chemotherapy and radiation, but eventually reached the end of any treatment options. The cancer that she tried to fight off eventually took a firmer hold and she passed away on October 12.
I feel so fortunate to have gotten home to see her before she passed away while she was still aware and lucid, and to be able to be at home for her funeral. I feel even more fortunate that Kerry and the kids were settled in good places in good neighbourhoods, thereby making it easier leaving them behind while I returned home.
The most heartbreaking moment of it all though was leaving Dad behind when I said good bye to return to rejoin Kerry and the kids. Dad insists he'll be fine, and I believe him, but that didn't make our final hugs any easier. At least we can text and it's easy with FaceTime and Skype to phone him, but it's not the same as being there.
I've returned to life with Kerry and the kids and I'm happy to be back. We're in Chile now, but I still have some thoughts on Argentina that I'll share soon.