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.
In this tropical paradise teeming with life, it became easier to keep the promise we made to honor our daughter's life:
So you choose the least horrible one and hope for the best.
Phineas started school in Costa Rica yesterday - less than two weeks after finishing first grade in North Carolina