Boarding my flight home.
Thank you all so much for your support and thoughts on my last post. I have lots to process and no time right now.
Just one or two things: my sister and BIL have set up a sleeping in shifts thing, which seems to ease things for her. He is still a p.i.t.a. This trip was not always easy, but it was not the nightmare I feared it might be. (Maybe it was the anger?)
The baby is still just wonderful. And seing the joy on my sister's face when she's singing to and "dancing" with her daughter on her lap... Just the thought brings me to tears, for so many reasons (as you know well), but mostly because she is so very happy to finally be a mother to a healthy, funny, contented, beatiful child.
I didn't know I could be this happy for someone else's joy.