I woke up today, and decided to act on an idea that’s been rolling around in my head since Thursday.  I’m flying to DFW tomorrow.  My parents are moving from their home of 51 years in Fort Worth, this coming Friday.  It has become increasingly difficult for them to take care of their large home and lot (1 acre).  Since my brother, Robert, and his wife Susan, are both doctors, they have connections in the medical community where they work in Baton Rouge, Louisiana.  My parents are moving to an apartment in an adult community in Baton Rouge, where they’ll have more convenient access to medical care and facilities.

Moving is never easy, but to pull up roots after that length of time is a major chore.  Since my classes at BHSFIC were not meeting due to mid-term tests.  It seemed like the appropriate time for a quick trip (not exactly quick) home to help.  I was able to get an airline ticket for the 17½ hr. flight to DFW.  Now comes the fun of preparing and packing for the trip. 

Judy still has classes, so she’s staying in Beijing.  I head for the grocery store, hoping to leave her set-up with enough food to last till I get back.  My own packing isn’t that tough since our ayi keeps our laundry and ironing caught up.  I just have to leave enough room in the suitcase for stuff to bring back from the US.