A fact of my life for ten years now: my daughter Althea died of cancer when she was two years old.
As Otto churned towards Costa Rica, I remained in denial. I didn't buy a turkey or make any plans to get together with our Costa Rican family.
The kids and I hopped back into the car to head over to the little grocery store in the jungle. It was there I realized Fiona had fully acclimated to our new home.
So you choose the least horrible one and hope for the best.