The Closeness of Mean……
Every family has it’s problems. Some more than others. But, mine? Well it’s ongoing. Never ending. A relative, who is extremely close to me, in her 90’s and very ill. Her time is getting close and I’m hoping it will be peaceful and without pain. I have loved her all my life. My best friend. A person who never judges you, never gives advice, never puts her “2 cents” in. Recently she had a terrible fall. Was in the hospital for a while and then to rehab. After almost a month she is now at home, with a caregiver and hospice. 24 hour care. There a family members with ulterior motives. I have to sit back and watch the power play as she has given control to a “non” family member. Her speech is labored. She can not walk. Totally bedridden. I try talking to her on the phone with difficulty. Total I called to talk to her and a particular family member, after about a 30 second conversation hung up on me. I called her caregiver, who was on her way to the house. I asked her to please call me as I wanted to talk to her and see how she is doing. That call never came. Now the family that was there for the weekend has left and is now at their homes. People who have great families without all the drama should be very grateful. Not all have that luxury. I have gone through this “drama” all my life. People feel they have the right to be mean, insulting, hurtful and say whatever they wish no matter what. I have kept quiet as not to be accused of starting trouble. You see, it’s okay for some and conviction for other. The lucky should be grateful…….