Filed under: Life
I don’t really want to write this because I know it’s a downer and what good is that gonna do me? But, I think maybe getting it out of my system and onto something (somewhat) tangible, might help me deal with it a little better.
I talked to my dad about a week ago and he told me that he was putting my mom in a home. I knew this day was coming, but it’s still something you’re not ever really prepared to hear. So, fast forward another week and he calls the morning of my garage sale. I miss the call because I’m busy with the sale, and don’t notice the caller ID until late Sunday evening (the last day of the sale). I call him Monday and he tells me that he thinks I should come see her, that she’s in the last stages of the disease (Alzheimer’s). Initially I take this news with a grain of salt because of his tendency to be overly dramatic. I tell him I will come to visit her next Friday. (more…)
