The Week Ahead

My husband and daughter return from DC tonight. And my niece, Devin, gets married one week from today. Devin has the distinction of having four grandparents, all of whom are living, still married to their original spouses, and fun to have all in the same room. They all plan to arrive in Dallas this Thursday.

That morning I take my writing class to the Dallas Museum of Art. And if all goes as planned, my older sister, along with my niece and two nephews, will arrive on the same flight as my parents. On Friday morning, I wrap up the daily teaching routine while half the family goes to Six Flags and braves 104-degree weather.

My younger sister, Mary, mother of the bride, has lived six blocks from me for about a decade. She, her hubby, and daughter Erin make her final departure for a relocation to Seattle in a loaded-down car with two large dogs at dark-thirty Sunday morning. The rest of the family will hang here on Sunday and fly out on Monday. (Picture selling a house, moving furniture, applying for jobs, and hosting a wedding, and you get a picture of the kind of stress my sister has faced for the past few months.)

Enough emotion stuffed into one week? I plan to savor every second.