Being a care giver is very hard. My mom died this summer
after living with me for the last six months. Her dementia
just got worse and worse. My sister and a younger brother
are still alive however my sister is not well and I worry
about her depression. She has a daughter and my brother
has a son but I couldn’t have kids and ended up losing
someone I really cared about. Now It’s just me and my dog.
Still, it’s grey and rainy and is a beautiful day.
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I wish I could gather all of you up and have you all as neighbors.