My Coping Skills Have Got Up and Left!
It's been a dreadful ten days or so...my days have all merged into one very long chain of "just when I thought it could not get any worse". To start the domino effect, my grandmother, " Charlotte the Great ", lost her older sister. It's not so much I was close to "Aunt Pat". I remember her. I remember picking strawberries with her and she was an incredible cook. Her health had been deteriorating over the past seven years since she had a stroke--and she was 88---it was expected. But to see "Charlotte the Great" grieve. To hear her remember fond moments. To also hear my mother speak of "Aunt Pat"...it was a sad time for my heart. Tuesday my cousin called to tell me my paternal Grandfather was admitted to the hospital with fluid in his lungs (not pneumonia) and congestive heart failure. I spent a lot of time at my grandpa's playing with my cousin as a child. My grandpa is one of the wittiest and humorous people I've ever e...