Yay! I finally managed to break back into my blog! I’ve been locked out of it for months. Seems every time I asked for a new password I’m interrupted. By the time I get back, the page is invalid or expired or whatever. But this time I scored!
Today was one of those sandwich days.
It started rather suddenly when my daughter-in-law called in a panic. She had slept past the alarm and didn’t have time to take the boys to their distant daycare before going to work. Since we live fairly close, I was the obvious solution. I was happy to do it. Haven’t seen these grandsons since my mother-in-law moved in with us.
It was close, though. We’re down to one car at the moment, so it behooved me to get back in time to take my 93-year-old Mom-in-law for the daily radiation on her leg. Fortunately my husband had her ready, and he’s the one who drives her to the oncology center.
So I caught my breath, whipped through some housework, and checked my email. That’s when I discovered that my uncle, my father’s youngest brother, had just gone into palliative care. His daughters (my cousins) had faced and made that decision last night. That left me pretty numb. Out of that family of eight kids, we will soon be down to just two from that generation. An era is swiftly closing. The rest of the day is another post.
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