I miss the normal rhythm of my days. I’m embarrassed to even type that. The recent changes in my daily routine are truly nothing as compared to the changes for two elderly relatives. But just as what leaves our loved ones feeling as if their lives as snow globes have been severely shaken, leaves us a little shaken as well.
Today brought a couple of surprises which were dealt with fairly easily. Chuck and I were both pleased, that despite our response being limited by a sleet/ice/freezing rainstorm, both loved ones were doing pretty darn well. That happy state was due to their own independent actions and decisions, coupled with other family members pitching in to lend a hand. That is until the call came in tonight from the Boston branch of the family which required two hours of telephone calls, as we tried to figure out what a possible solution to a crisis might be.
Those balls I mentioned on Wednesday labeled: “health”, “safety”, “happiness”, “well being”, “quality of life”, and “independence” gave us quite a workout this evening. We still don’t have all the answers, but we’re still juggling.