Sailing the ship alone

My little first mate is looking out the window - for some reason, I love this photo.

My big first mate is now staying with his parents until Saturday so that he can figure out how he can help his Mom take care of his Dad. I miss my big first mate and its only been a few hours since I have last seen him. He's called me twice today because he misses me and I think he's feeling like he's swimming in waters that could easily go over his head. Its a horrible situation, but I know that my big first mate feels better about the situation because at least he feels like he's helping in some way.

Its funny because any doubt that I had is gone.