It Is What It Is
Today is a bad day. Have you ever felt a loss for something you never had? A paralyzing sadness has washed over me. There are things I should be doing, and yet all I can do is sit. Perhaps writing will help alleviate the melancholy. We have plans to go away for a week. My youngest sister, Karen, will be here to care for Mom. Mom has had a rough couple of days due to an infection/medication. Last night she was up several times, so today is she a bit confused and sleepy. As much as I need this getaway, I am concerned that caring for Mom alone may be a bit overwhelming for my sister. Though I do most of her personal care, Terry is here in the evening to cook dinner, clean up, and provide emotional support. Mom has been asking if I think Karen can handle everything. Mom is concerned about her 'baby' doing some of the things I do. Karen has spoken with Mom, I have spoken with Mom to console her and let her know everything will be okay. N...