Kickin' it in the ATL

So I came home to Atlanta today to hang out with my family and some friends this week.  It was the best time since I finished my class yesterday and didn't have much else to do this week.  Not only that, but Camp Glisson just finished for the summer and some of my favorite people are done with camp, but haven't gone back to school so I can see them.  Hopefully all the planning will work out.

I'm going to say something now that needs prefacing.  That preface is that I love my mother.  She has raised me well and taken care of me.  My mother however gets easily attached to things.

We have a cat.  A 16 year old cat named Phoebe.  I really think that Mom might like that cat more than me.  The issue is that the cat has been dying since I went to college.  She has somehow managed to keep this cat alive for a few years.  It's incredible.  However, my Dad and I have been dreading the day that Phoebe dies because my Mom will be an emotional wreck.  I have had the advantage of being in Nashville most of the time.  Last weekend however, Phoebe took a turn for the worst.  We thought on Saturday she was going to have to be put to sleep.  Somehow she's managed to make it.

My prayer, as selfish as it may be is that I am not here when Phoebe dies.  I will be sad when Phoebe dies, but she has lived a long happy life so it'll be ok.  I just feel like I can handle being home as long as the cat stays alive.