Today was an empty day. I went to the hospital this morning and my mom decided she wasn't going to talk. Well, that's what it seemed like until we realized that she was having a problem and didn't know what was wrong. It was sad. I didn't know what to do to get her to talk or try or take her pills or eat her food. She didn't seem to know what to do or where she was. But she did know who I was... and that was a good thing.
I feel so empty. I'm tired. All the running around, back and forth to the hospital, picking up the kids from school, going to work, going home, the birthday party for Nathan. I'm completey tuckered out. I wonder if I'm ever going to get my energy back. I wonder if life will ever again be peaceful, calm, less chaotic. I'm so tired. Today I'm going to cocoon. A good book, under the duvet, in my bedroom away from the noise... mmm... just what I need.
I'll write about the party another day...
grace... I really need it today.. Kathie