...is our ability to choose one thought over another
But how does one do that when you feel like your head is being squeezed in a vice?
Ok...maybe the 2 glasses of wine I had last night had a little something to do with my head hurting
BUT...and it's a big but, I'm really, really, racked with emotions at this upcoming trip back to Pensacola. As I sit here, (when I should be making phone calls & information gathering) my brother is in court awaiting a judge to grant him temporary guardianship of my mom. The state of Florida has taken over, deemed her a danger to herself and it looks as if this next trip will be to place my mom in an assisted living facility so she can convalesce, with the notion it very well could end up permanent. That's A LOT of stress.
I'd love to give my stress wings to fly...
...far, far away
There is still so much to do. My Dad's affairs aren't settled yet.
My Ms M. calls me a jewel...I really don't feel like that-not when all I really want to do is lash out, scream and cry wishing all this to be done and over with.
But, I know me.
I will do what's right, forgoing my needs first....grumbling, stumbling, feeling my way through the dark...
waiting for the light at the other end
Happy ( aspirin swallowing) snapping!