As I write this, Sara and I are at Mineta San Jose airport, waiting to board my 12:07 flight to Chicago Midway. Beth passed away early yesterday, so Sara and I definitely need to go home.
My parents are both taking a lot of comfort in the fact that we are coming home, I think. At least, every e-mail that I've gotten from my dad since Saturday has had the phrase "I'm glad you're coming home" in it. So, that will be good.
This is going to be a pretty hard trip, though, all things considered. I'm certainly not relishing the next several weeks.
On the plus side, I'd like to thank everyone who has expressed their sympathy for me and my family. To everyone who has e-mailed me, called me, or visited -- thanks. Also, work have been champs. I went in on Monday morning and told my boss and his boss. Their response: "1. go home; 2. take as long as you need; 3. don't worry about anything"
I just saw a woman at the gate, who not only had a little dog that she was taking on the plane, but she had a bumer sticker that said "Porn Kills Love". Goodbye California.
-Andy.
Andy, I'm terribly sorry to hear about Beth. You and I never talked about her much, but it was always obvious that Beth was an important part of your life and an major influence on the incredibly caring man that you are. She was blessed to have such a loving family, and my best wishes and sincerest sympathy go out to you and your family now.