On a mission to see her childhood home one last time before our big move, my daughter drove from Virginia for the last look. While my daughter did not realize it, she became the superhero who "saved the day".
Why you ask? At the eleventh hour, I realized that I could not reasonably accomplish the important task of getting my house packed before the movers would arrive. There were too many interruptions and exhaustion set in. In a short time from her arrival in Long Island, Devin got the last phase of the packing organized. Without her help, my husband, son, and I would not have been able to complete the process successfully. I am glad that she had her organizational skills and fresh perspective ready to come to our aid.
More thoughts and photos will follow.