I miss Live Journal
I miss being able to share my thoughts and feelings with a group of strangers who have become friends.
On a scale of 1 to 10 being sucky, this Christmas is a fat five.
My siblings and I have quit getting along since my dad passed and they moved my mom to Salina, Kansas into a nursing home. I told them it was a bad idea to move her near my brother (three hours away) and I was right. She hates it.
Greg and I visited her yesterday for Christmas and her dementia has gotten so bad. The visit was depressing. She kept insisting we take her to her grandma's house and couldn't ever relax because that's where she wanted to go.
Today Greg and I didn't do much. We took the dogs to the dog park and then just lazed the day away. I miss the old days before my dad died. : (