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When Your Sick Kid Is 28 Years Old and 2000 Miles Away 

September 28, 2017 By Barbara Falconer Newhall

Grown-up 30-year-old son says goodbye after a Thanksgiving visit home. On a another occasion he was a grown-up kid in the hospital. Photo by Barbara Newhall
Saying good-bye to Peter in our garage after a Thanksgiving visit home. A few hours later he would be half a continent away. Photo by Barbara Newhall

Mothering That Faraway Grown-Up Kid When He’s in the Hospital

What do you do when your grown-up kid is in the hospital a half continent away? Jump on a plane? Stick by the phone? Here’s what I wrote back in 2009 when Peter was rushed to the hospital for an emergency appendectomy — “Peter Has Appendicitis in Minnesota. How Do I Mother Him From California?”

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We’re Having a — Merry — Christmas Without the Kids This Year

A young woman carves the Thanksgiving turkey in the kitchen. Photo by BF Newhall

Christmas has gotten to be a scheduling nightmare in our family. Peter lives in Minnesota. Christina lives in Southern California. Jon and I live in Northern California. That puts 400 miles between us and our daughter and 1600 miles between us and our son and daughter-in-law. Not exactly over the river and through the woods. Read more.

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