There are times when stuff happens that seizes control of your life. I seem to be in one of those times… Was getting ready to walk out the door to catch a train to the plane to Florida. My mom needs help. She is packing up her life of 35 years and moving to Seattle to be close to my brother, sister and grandchildren. This weekend she was showing signs of the stress getting to her so I moved my departure date to go help up to today. As I am getting ready to go she calls to tell me she is feeling wonky and should she call 911. I told her she should. Don’t know where things have progressed to. Hoping it’s a panic attack and not something more serious. Glad I am on my way down.