Wednesday Night 8pm I’m on the phone telling my mom to call the airline. She’s telling me that she’s sure she’ll be able to get out tomorrow but her flight will probably be a little delayed. Me: “Well mom, can you see outside?” Mom: “No, not really. There’s no visibility.” Me: “Hmmmm. Mom, you know you might not make it for Christmas.” (One must prepare my mother for these things.) Mom: “Well, if I can dig my car out of the garage, the roads are open.” Me: ‘But there’s no visibility?” Mom: “No. . .but I’ll be okay.” (She has … Continue reading →