Sometimes I wonder where the names come from that work their ways into our lives. One hears the word and then wonders when and whence it comes from. (never end a sentence with a preposition).
The middle part of the sandwich has been around a long long time. It is anyone that has parents and child
In all fairness, I have never really had to do both at the same time. Dad exited in such a way that did not require that awful waiting around for someone to die stuff. He just left.
Mom has had her challenges but I was not aware for a lot of reasons. I didn't
t find out until Christmas time. She was pretty stubborn about going to see the doctor. She literally limped along until we all gathered in April. Belle loudly stated: "Mom you don't have a pulled muscle, you need an MRI." That freaked mom out and she went to the doctor. The doctor didn't even look at her but called the hip doc and here we are.
She is doing great and working back to her old self. There are these awful days when her legs ache and twitch and she can't sleep We walk and pace and lay down and do it all over again. There does not seem to be any magic way it all works best.
On the other side of my life is Mary-E. She is working on lists of stuff to do when we get home. We are going to spend some time at the island home of some friends and soon she will start packing for the beach. We don't really have any plans for the 4th. There is one plan regarding a bar and pancakes. I better check and see if they are open on the 4th....
Mary-E is 21 years this year. Amazing. Really Amazing. What she has faced and handled is a post for another day.
Better get home and hope Mom has fallen asleep. Up at 4:30 am for a trip to the train. Then some coffee and some reading of some papers and then..... more sorting and more discarding and more......