I was in the middle of writing an entirely different mommy monday post, when my mother (ScienceGrandma) called.
She's got cancer and will have surgery within a week.
I volunteered that Minnow and I will be there for her as much as she wants us, up until my contract officially starts in mid-August.
She promised to call me when the surgery is scheduled. And then I'll buy the plane ticket.
This is, of course, terribly disruptive to my personal and professional plans for the next few weeks. But that doesn't matter at all, not when your mommy wants you to hold her hand when she goes into surgery and to be there for her when she convalesces.