My parents have been staying in a local nursing home this month as a test to see if they should move out here for good. Thanks to last year’s stroke, the left side of mom’s body doesn’t work. Her brain is fine, but the rest of her body needs a great deal of help. I am lucky that she has long-term care insurance.
Still, I have a 3 and a 4 year old. Were the kids older, this could be easier, but when the girls need so much from me, my teeth grind down, emails go unanswered. I tremble with stress most of the time. I should always be helping someone somewhere else and someone always needs my help. I worked every every night, every weekend, I’m burned out.
I feel like an asshole.
Even though I try.
I try to hope.
Oh the melodrama! It is sticky like tar!
It’s time to trim and slice and cut and chop.
As I figure out what I’m doing with my life.
What are you doing with your life?
What do you want to be proud of?