I have much to do now that’s she’s almost home and I’ve mostly taken over her care.
She asked me yesterday if I was sick of it all yet: guiding the walking, washing the hair, helping with mostly everything, waking through the night, checking, and checking again while she sleeps and sleeps and sleeps. “I told her I was thrilled i get to do it all. ” She smiled her half smile and whispered, ” thank you Mom.”
And I read this the other day and thought it might fit: “we live in the world of the broken. We live here because there is no other way.” But then i figured there is another way – a way we don’t want to live. So we hold our breath, live in the world of the broken, cling to eachother, and count our blessings on our knees.
being welcomed at the best nana’s house for so long – she cooks & bakes and does so much for us
it’s snowing in the Carolinas
the best chocolate cake in the world
sitting by the fire
washing her hair
dinner for us made by friends
everyone here at the same time
brothers concerned helping little sister
everyone tucked in safe