The kids are at home most of August. We were traveling. Our fantastic babysitter/housekeeper has gone. I hate hot weather. I don't have much time to think, let alone write.
Thank goodness for the cicadas and crickets. When I feel overwhelmed, I try to go out on the porch, and listen. They're oblivious to me, but their songs calm me down.
Thank God I learned to slow down and pay attention instead of letting small moments of bliss fly by.
ReplyDeleteI've been following your blog and I'm writing to you for advice, suggestions...any form of help or resources you can provide.
ReplyDeleteMy mom had a severe stroke in April and has Broca's aphasia. She has been doing intense rehab since May but her time is almost up. She cannot drive and I work and her husband works. So she will be stuck home alone all day with no way to leave the house. The "social worker" at her day therapy place basically told us we are SOL because my mom is not a senior - she just turned 63 and will NOT go to "adult day care." Do you have any suggestions? She has a hard time spelling, typing, writing, speaking so obviously her options are limited. Please email me at stlfarr at yahoo dot com. thank you.
Farrell, I feel your--and your mom's--pain.
ReplyDeleteDon't give up! It's still early in her recovery.
I will try to write up suggestions and email them to you, but it's hard for me. I have aphasia :(
You must advocate, advocate, advocate for her. It grueling work, as my family could you.