They cannot come.
Kind of waited very last minute to tell us.
Rationally I can completely understand it.
Emotionally? Like my husband I am beyond crushed. "Disappointed" is a light term. He wanted and needed this time with them.
We don't know how healthy or mentally aware he will be the next time they decide they can come.
I had to clear my entire schedule this week, now I am scrambling to fill it in.
Yes, I was looking forward to a little Respite too while they had a chance to bond.
Wash is just sitting on the bed hunched over and cuddling his teddy-bear, Hoban.
Fuck bad news days like today.
Life has been SO GORRAM unfair to him, I hate days like this.