I'm so glad my musings on Writing Short or Long resonated with you. I think its important to know your tendancy but I do wonder if declaring it as a fact is predictive. I'm of that age when suddenly parental care and end-of-life is sprung upon us. I never saw it coming when suddenly my feisty mother broke a hip and three years later died of uterine cancer. I expected the wedding, baby and divorce phases. Somehow, I never penciled in "caregiving" in bold letters across years of schedulers. It may not feel like it yet, but you are lucky that you were able to be there with your father and spend quality end-of-life time with him. I hope his memory will visit you with joy and laughter soon. "Shitting Kombucha" is a good essay. Thanks again. More tidbits to follow.
Thank you, Marjorie. It's hard to know what is 'best' when it comes to losing someone you love, isn't it? In that way, my sister and I were spared long, drawn-out, caregiving years. We watched my Grandfather die from lung cancer and that was difficult. I'm sorry to hear you lost your mother and I'm sending you well wishes. I've almost read all of your posts now so look forward to more. Thanks re the kombucha. Heh!
I'm so glad my musings on Writing Short or Long resonated with you. I think its important to know your tendancy but I do wonder if declaring it as a fact is predictive. I'm of that age when suddenly parental care and end-of-life is sprung upon us. I never saw it coming when suddenly my feisty mother broke a hip and three years later died of uterine cancer. I expected the wedding, baby and divorce phases. Somehow, I never penciled in "caregiving" in bold letters across years of schedulers. It may not feel like it yet, but you are lucky that you were able to be there with your father and spend quality end-of-life time with him. I hope his memory will visit you with joy and laughter soon. "Shitting Kombucha" is a good essay. Thanks again. More tidbits to follow.
Thank you, Marjorie. It's hard to know what is 'best' when it comes to losing someone you love, isn't it? In that way, my sister and I were spared long, drawn-out, caregiving years. We watched my Grandfather die from lung cancer and that was difficult. I'm sorry to hear you lost your mother and I'm sending you well wishes. I've almost read all of your posts now so look forward to more. Thanks re the kombucha. Heh!