Sunday morning thoughts and feelings

Well, here it is a foggy Sunday morning in the redwoods. It gets very quiet when it's foggy; the blanket of grey hanging in the tree tops muffles almost everything - except the shrill cry of the Jay.

My phone rang early this morning - getting me out of bed. Granted, I hadn't been asleep; just delaying the inevitable...it was my ex-husband. He told me that his mother had another stroke - and I just let him talk as long as he needed.

As in many cases, the quality of Dennise's life had declined sharply after her series of strokes some 6 years ago - actually, the quality of everyone's life went down with her's! Family occasions were made less enjoyable, the grief everyone carried with them was for the "lost" Dennise: she was a changed woman from that last Thanksgiving we shared before her strokes.

So, now, faced with the unknown, they wait. WE wait; I may have become the "ex-wife", but my sons are facing the final loss of their Grandmother - so I remain part of the family despite the legal paperwork that separated me.

How many of you face something similar? On "death watch" for someone you knew and loved?

More than just me, I know.

Blessings upon you.

Write here if you like; it's a great place to put your feelings.

Warmly,

Kim