meterr
Retro Chic
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- Apr 29, 2010
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My mom, Karen, died six weeks ago after having a stroke. She was already in a nursing home with dementia. I stayed with her every night. It took 24 days in hospice with no food or water for her to pass. She was no longer able to speak and was heavily sedated, but I read to her and just hung out, like a sleepover. I knew she could hear me as she would occasionally smile. She was a fighter. I have conflicted feelings about how it all went down, but I know now she's no longer in pain. Now, my aunt, her older sister by 16 years, Georgina, is in hospice. She has blood cancer and had a severe UTI that caused brain swelling. Before that, she was sharp as a tack. She's far away, and I feel so much guilt for not being there. They both had birthdays in August. After my aunt passes, the only ones left of my childhood family are my baby brother and I. It's been a strange year. I also started a job a few days after my mom died, after being a homemaker since 1989. Making money is nice, but I miss having large chunks of creative time like before. I work from 9 pm to around 5 am, so I also feel I miss out on the regular human functioning time, BUT I really like being at work with only a few others, as I have anxiety, and the more people, the more anxiety! So I have been MIA on the board and in scrapping in general. I even missed out on my 30% off, which I never do! I am going to prioritize doing something creative on my days off. I miss the conversation here, as well as seeing the awesome kits in the store.
