Two things Mom exclaimed at one point yesterday morning;
"ARG! This is a such a crappy way to die!"
("Yes Mom, it really is. But you are not dead yet, and neither am I or Dad, so let's concentrate on living right now, okay?")
"Are they all coming up here for Christmas? I don't want them to!"
(No comment from me.)
Every single breathing moment, Mom is in angst. While the rest of us are busy making plans for the holidays, living our busy lives, preparing meals and decorating our homes, Mom's life is a big warbled swirl of confusion and frustration and misery.. with only slight moments of murky joy.
All I want to do is comfort her in every moment that I can, in any meager way that I can. Love, understanding, empathy, comfort and love love love..
Such a crappy way to die, indeed.
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