The Plan ...

So, here’s the dilemma, mom and Craig are in two different states, and too sick to travel via conventional means.  And with the latest news of metastases, etc., there’s an added urgency to get them together.  Enter plan F/G:  the recreational vehicle.  Yep, we’ve decided that the RV is not only the most practical option; it’s also the hippest way to travel.  The idea is simple.  We’ll put mom and dad in the back with the puppy dogs, cram the kitties in the Subaru, and head due west to join Craig.  We just need to find an RV (I’ll be calling rental services tomorrow).  We’ll transport our lives to Denver until he improves, or things change.  And oh, the places we’ll go (and the memories we’ll create) in the process.  Nothing in our lives is normal.  Why not turn lemons into lemonade by taking the wackiest option, and making something out of it?  I can’t imagine a better scenario than traveling one more time with my mom and dad to join my brother during this difficult time. 

To fight fiercely and never give up, that's the Kennedy style; that's the Lawler style.  If the mountain won’t come to Muhammad, well …. -- J