This week has been chock full of both drama and melodrama. Enough to choke a herd of elephants. And I am quite ready for it to be over.
The Longest Day
It is getting harder to update. This is mostly because I am exhausted, and reliving it all seems to just exhaust me a little bit more, but maybe if I can write a bit, I can fill in the gaps later. Or maybe I won't want to. I am torn between feeling a personal responsibility as a writer to document this and a personal responsibility as a person to rest. Yesterday was a long day. Matt and I rode up to Sandy, UT to tour another assisted living facility . It was beautiful. The woman who gave us the tour was sharp, responsible, compassionate, warm, and reassuring. Everyone we met was happy, calm, and like the Hospice people, just the nicest people you'll ever meet. The people who live there seemed engaged and happy, not just staring into space. They were participating in a social gathering that seemed like something that my mom could also participate in. It smelled good throughout-- like potpourri. I loathe the way assisted living facilities smell, but I couldn't get over how ...
Maybe it's a planetary alignment thing and all our weeks suck. On Monday Loren failed his Algebra 2 final, meaning he also failed the semester. And our big dog tried to eat Mousie, now he has a neck full of staples.
ReplyDeleteChin up and all that. Many hugs to you. Hope it gets better.
I'm awfully sorry. In our house - when we've had a week of drama - we try to look around and say "At least there is no blood on the floor." That's my idea of a week well-survived.
ReplyDeleteDoesn't always cheer us up - but sometimes it works surprisingly well.
Here's to a long weekend and a peaceful one for you! I'll take one too - hold the onions.