I now have two homes. This is a profoundly good thing.
My POD finally got unloaded today, and I unpacked about half a dozen boxes. My goal is to spend an hour everyday this week unpacking, and hoping to get everything that can be put in place in its place by the end of next weekend.
So that's the home with my housemate and dear friend Nancy.
But as long as Jay is in treatment, I'll be living with him like I have been. He doesn't need constant care, but he needs enough to keep me there to care for him. He'll need more care this week, coming home from his surgery and recovery in the hospital. What kind of care he'll need after that, we'll see after we know how his treatment will progress. That's a big unknown at the moment.
In the end, I have two homes, two places where people I love live, and where I am loved and welcomed.
This is a good thing.