I just wrote a ridiculous post and deleted it. It was all about my outrageous behaviour a few days ago and making excuses for it. When I read it over I became so bored by it all that I decided it was not worth inflicting the Internet with the sorry tale. What I had really wanted to write about was that I'd had a childish old-fashioned 'hissy fit'. At least I didn't stamp my feet -- exactly -- oh, maybe I did, come to think about it -- as I strode across the room with a huff and a puff to get my coat and storm off. I really was dreadful and even though I have apologised unreservedly to those who witnessed my terribleness -- still and all it does make me wonder if I ever ever will be a grown-up.
And now I am back in Connecticut for a few weeks -- trying to help out Mom as she works her way back to Independent Living. She will have to go through a period of Assisted Living as she works with others to regain strength and confidence and she too has moments of child-like anxiety. But she never ever has a 'hissy-fit'!
I am tired now. Have not had a proper night's sleep since I got here 4 days ago. The day after I arrived Mom was discharged and is now back in her apartment! Every day sees improvement in confidence and physically. It is a lesson in how resiliant the human spirit and body can be and is. It is also a lesson in how important the love and support of friends and family can be in that process and that we really are creatures that need each other.
I'm falling asleep over the computer. It's time to go to bed. And it's already tomorrow and another day!
And I'm so glad Suldog's come back to us ...