You've got nowhere to go but here

This is where it starts to get hard for me.

Jay's first chemo session is tomorrow, and I'm here instead of there.

I'm in the process of saying goodbye to all the people in my life here - lunch with my sister-in-law tomorrow (who I'll still call my sister-in-law a million years after I'm divorced from her brother); dinner with my ex; brunch with my high-school sweetheart; brunch with one of my oldest and dearest girlfriends, then dinner later next week with her and her husband.  The litany goes on.

My days here are quite literally numbered, and I'm having to let go of having any number of things done before I go.  All of them are things I can do from Portland, but all of them would have been easier to deal with from here, if I'd only had time.

Keep moving forward, one step at a time, one box at a time, one piece of the process at a time. One bite at a time, and I can eat the whole damned elephant.