My mother’s needs outweigh my own, and that can sometimes be a bad thing. I do take care of myself, in many ways, but trying to explain to her why she needs assistance from people other than me is beginning to bother me and weigh me down. The question of why she cannot drive anymore is heartbreaking. How can I keep this up?
I have two other siblings who love and care for her as well, but so far I am still the one with the emotional football. It would be great if one of them did some of the work around here.
I am off to a meeting tonight in a nearby town. I have volunteered as the speaker. I guess that’s what life really is…A series of moments when we are either chosen or we volunteer. More than likely the latter.