We are now safely home. Our flight got in at nearly 1 am, we spent the rest of the night in a hotel near the airport, and then drove home this morning.
All in all, the whole thing went very smoothly. There's a very real possibility that we saw my wife's mother for the last time. She entered hospice care (at home) a week before we went, which is what prompted our visit. We looked at old photos, took a car tour through her old stomping grounds and along the coast, played and sang along with songs from her youth, and of course celebrated Mother's Day with her. It really couldn't have gone any better.
Throughout the entire week we were there, I was more or less the old "me" that my wife's family has known (though not particularly well) for 17 years. As we snuggled into bed in the pre-dawn hours this morning, my wife said, "Wow. Did a switch just flip and you became 100% woman?" The answer was yes. I felt it happen when I got into bed; my body and psyche just started relaxing and releasing the facade that I'd held up for the past week and most of the last 61 years. There *I* was again. And when I'm there, my wife can feel it - even when she can't see me and I'm not speaking.
It's great to be home. Thank you all for your love and support.
Pema