In many ways this weekend feels like the calm before an approaching storm. Next week will be both busy and hectic because I'll be packing and heading to Tucson. I am excited to attend and work at the national amputee conference, but preparing to travel is always an exercise in frustration. I am amazed at the amount of preparation required for me to leave the house for just a few days!
This is Scott's first time alone with both Robby and Timmy for an extended period of time. (Usually when I have traveled it has been during the school year and my Mom takes Hamlet.) I know that Scott is especially nervous about trying to balance everything on his own. I assume that I am going to spend the weekend cooking meals and setting him up for success as much as possible.
I remember how much Scott and Robby cherished their trip to Tucson a few years ago. If it had been feasible, I would have loved to have them embark on another father/ son southwest adventure. Being back at their special hotel without them is going to be bittersweet.
Even though I am going to miss my family, I'm looking forward to being reunited with my amputee friends. Conference is one of the rare occasions where I am not unique or an oddity. Instead, I am merely just another amputee in a sea of others. It is empowering to feel "normal," even if it is only for a few days.