Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Good Days

Some days, are just better than others. I had one of those on Sunday.

I got back on my work out schedule FINALLY and did a slow 2 miles on the treadmill at the gym. You have to start somewhere. After that I went to see my Gran Charlotte at the nursing home. I really had to do some mental prep work before this as she is really starting to decline more so mentally as well as physically. But, she was having a good day! I love her smile and how her eyes sparkle at me, it's awesome when she still knows us, but the time is coming that she won't. It's a fact of her dementia and I'm just glad I've had her for so long. She's had a good, long, wonderful life. As a family, I think we all agree that we don't want to see her waste away in pain or suffering at the nursing home and when the time comes that she will go peacefully before it gets too bad.

Next up was a visit with my Dad at his house. It was a great visit, he was in a good mood, great spirits and we had a nice talk, lounged by the pool and had lots of laughs. There is just a different vibe there now that my step-mother and he have separated and are divorcing. It's like a 24 year old weight lifted off of my shoulders. This won't make sense to anyone who manages to stumble across this and doesn't really know me. How should I explain? My step-mother was a waitress in my parents restaurant when she had an affair with my Dad. She is 4 years older than I am. My Dad left my Mom, my sister and I, married her and started a life. They had 2 children, a boy and a girl, my brother and sister whom I love very much! But it's been a rocky road, for me especially. And now, she is gone. And I'm not happy to see this happen to them or my Dad again. But I cannot be happier to feel like I have my Dad back, with no big issue hanging over us.

Lastly, I came home and gave my Mom a pedi, I'm a licensed nail tech and still do that on the side. We had a good visit and then my roommate and I watched Big Brother and laughed and were in general, just silly.

It's small stuff, just life, but damn it was a good day.

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