It's Sunday night and to be perfectly honest, this is the last thing I want to be doing right now.
It's hard to care and concentrate on much else when your mom calls you every day crying because her father is dying. Life has stopped in my family for about 6 weeks now. Before Christmas it was, "It's only a matter of time...any day now...." Here we are a month later, still waiting. He's miserable. He's angry. His spirit died long ago.
My mom used to let me skip school to go icefishing with him. How is it possible that this is the same man who now has no control over his body and mind?
Enough for now. Time to get my obligatory blogging done.
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