Krush Groove

I spoke to my parents last night. They had to stay in New Mexico another night because the agency that collects scattered belongings from accident scenes isn't open on weekends. They are pretty banged up and in a lot of pain, but the police were able to find most of my mother's medications (for her pre-existing pains) and delivered them to her, despite weekend rules. My brother-in-law is now there to help them collect what was found and to bring them home. My stepdad just sent this photo of what the travel trailer now looks like. (These before-and-after pics have me scared to death all over again.) Their SUV, RV and travel dreams were all totaled on Saturday. But my mom assured me they would "be OK" -- I was heartened by the resilience I heard in their voices -- and that we'd all get together to visit my brother Bill's final resting place as soon as they're recovered. It may not mend a broken heart, but it's a start. ♥

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