The hardest thing for me, lately, is finding time, or making time, for me to be a priority. Sometimes, after dealing with mom's stuff, mom's house and my own house, I end up at the bottom of the list.
Yesterday, I took an early morning walk. For me. Today, I took an afternoon walk after my big meal of the day. Again, for me.
I can't wait for things to get better. Because they won't get much better.
Sunday, leaving Mom's, I told her I had things to do Monday and Tuesday, and I would see her Wednesday. She clung as if I was going away for two months, not two days. Then Monday, she sent me five different texts. I finally had to put my phone on Do Not Disturb. Because she has an uncanny knack to write things that make me feel guilty for not seeing her.
Glorious sunshine, good tunes, peaceful soul
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