94 Pill Hill has been quite the active place the last 2 months; by day it doubled as both a rehab center for my mom and corporate office complex for Andy, my dad and me when we all worked from home. But on Saturday, after 7 weeks (!), my mom was finally ready and able to travel after a nasty broken foot. We drove them to Newark and they flew to Fort Meyers to start their new adventure as Florida residents.
While I don’t think anyone would have wished for the circumstances that brought us together, it was sad to see them go. We enjoyed having them join our little family for a bit and certainly appreciated the extra hands and babysitting. Andrew is especially disappointed- now it’s just him and mom in the mornings together. No more grandpa’s french toast and grandma to read him endless books!
