02/09/2023
I stopped posting last year when my dad unexpectedly fell ill. It wasn’t an illness in the traditional sense of the word. He was diagnosed with something that wouldn’t eventually end his life but would affect him for the rest of it. He has parksinsons. I noticed a slow decline and then a year ago, the slope became very steep very quickly. My dad was by no means traditional, but gone was the guy who could give me career tips, house design tips, restaurant tips, etc. But I was gone too. As an only child I was not thrust into the roll of caretaker. I thought I wouldn’t have to face this challenge for another 10 years but here I was.
The last year was an adjustment —- and then my mom got sick too. And in the middle of this I ended up in the hospital.
In 2023 I am getting back to what I enjoy - travel, concerts, and, most of all, actually spending time with friends. I have to learn to rely on others to help me with my parents. I feel constant guilt if I don’t make every doctor’s appointment! I need to shed that:
I am mid life now. We’ll probably past mid life. I tell people I am on the top of the plateau staring down the other side. And I intend for that slide not to be grief filled! Somehow…
It feels great to be back writing.