Whatever the hell that means.
"I want the truth. "
"You can't handle the truth!!!".
These voices are screaming in my head.
The other words, so many words, are piling one on top of each other, trying to jockey for space in my tangled, exhausted mind.
I've been on emotional rollers coasters before, and even though there was a feeling of futility at times, at least there was a modicum of control. This time, we are spinning. A nightmare from which we wish we could wake up.
But we can't. We're living it.
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13 comments:
Sending hugs. It's so hard when a parent is so gravely ill, probably one of the hardest things. I'm so sorry you are going through this.
I am praying Karen, I am praying.
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Oh Karen, I am so sorry. My heart goes out to you and I think of you everyday. Everyday.
Big virtual hugs to you and your family.
Oh, Karen, I am so, so sorry.
Just my best wishes for you all.
Thoughts and prayers coming your way . . .
Sending positive thoughts and lots of hugs your way.
Karen, I wish there was something more that I could do. I am praying for your Dad, and for you and your family too.
Oh Karen.. big hugs to you.. and lots of prayers.. xoxoxo
I'm SO sorry. And I'm sorry to say that I know exactly how you feel, having gone through this last year with my mom.
My thoughts are with you, and hoping your story has a happy ending.
Karen: I am so sad to read this; my thoughts go out to you and your whole family at this time. Take care.
This makes me so sad....I'm remembering how it was with my dad 3 years ago...and I know its hard. Hang in there...and, as my brother said one time when Dad was sick, "it's amazing how much better you feel after going into a closet and screaming into a coat for a few seconds"....you might keep that in mind.
Hugs to you.
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HUGS!
Be kind to yourself.
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