update.
i am in that state again where i feel unable to write as i have a hard time organizing my thoughts into any coherency. i am going to list things and be done with this catching up shit.
my sister has melanoma. this i knew before, but we had thought it removed. stage 1 no biggie, right? now it is terminal. she has 4 kids - what the hell are they going to do? familial things, i do not know where i stand. do i move to Atlanta and help? do we move everything, or does tt stay here for a bit? what is my responsibility?
my other sister has just given birth here in SF. she is reaching out, terrified of motherhood. i go over, we talk. am i giving enough support? what is my responsibility?
my Dad has not taken a bath/shower/washed in... a year. my mum takes care of him in the burgh, all by herself. care homes are too expensive - his insurance won't cover it unless he is incompetent. she asked me to come home to help, so she can go help my cancerous sister. what is my responsibility?
we are in the process of moving across the Bay, have just signed a lease, and are excited about the space. i feel guilty and unsettled. i am nervous about Halloween (of all things.) i have a headache, a mangey puppy and a lot to pack.
i also have the bestest husband in the whole world.
thank fucking dog.
my sister has melanoma. this i knew before, but we had thought it removed. stage 1 no biggie, right? now it is terminal. she has 4 kids - what the hell are they going to do? familial things, i do not know where i stand. do i move to Atlanta and help? do we move everything, or does tt stay here for a bit? what is my responsibility?
my other sister has just given birth here in SF. she is reaching out, terrified of motherhood. i go over, we talk. am i giving enough support? what is my responsibility?
my Dad has not taken a bath/shower/washed in... a year. my mum takes care of him in the burgh, all by herself. care homes are too expensive - his insurance won't cover it unless he is incompetent. she asked me to come home to help, so she can go help my cancerous sister. what is my responsibility?
we are in the process of moving across the Bay, have just signed a lease, and are excited about the space. i feel guilty and unsettled. i am nervous about Halloween (of all things.) i have a headache, a mangey puppy and a lot to pack.
i also have the bestest husband in the whole world.
thank fucking dog.