Two small moments stood out to me from this day:

I was able to spend an hour playing racquetball with my brother in law, which I haven't had the opportunity to do for a number of months. Much to my gratification, I found that my skills had not diminished too badly, and I was able to keep pace with him, despite being twice his age.

At the end of the day I had a difficult phone call with my siblings regarding the health and care of my mother, who suffers from Alzheimer's. The darkest moment came when we discussed her two options: continue to live uncomfortably at home for an indeterminate period of time, or be confined to a care center for the remainder of her life, which could be decades, given her genetics. As we discussed the two situations, I was grateful that I have siblings with whom I am close enough that we truly can support one another without any hidden malice or agenda throughout this difficult period in our lives. Siblings are great, even when we have to deal with life's most unpleasant realities.