WG's mother has taken a turn for the worse. She's fading fast. The plan was to fly up on February 3rd to see her. Well, the real plan was to fly up in March, then the plan was changed to February 19th and that long weekend, then it adjusted to the 10th then....
Now we're told she won't make it to the 3rd.
I've told
I've gotta say this hurts though. On about a dozen different levels, not the least of which is that skating and Out Of Bounds is how I'm escaping the gloom.
You know, I really thought that the day had hit its nadir this morning.
ETA: Cracked out those Buddhist practices when WG was crying and, whoa. You know, this religion thing's good for something, isn't it? I forgot. *snort* Too busy wearing the religion on my sleeve and not doing it. *eyeroll*
What I want to do, and we're trying to do, is go to see her sooner. Friday. Then I want to give him a ticket to the nationals (it's not sold out) and fly from Sacramento to Spokane. That way he'll have a distraction afterwards and we'll be together.
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Date: 2007-01-24 02:46 pm (UTC)*hugs*