My mom has now doctored the story that she fell because of her bunions, although the clear story of what really happened has not appeared. My aunt and I talked again and she has been very supportive and loving, so I am grateful for that. I put a call into a therapist. I think a few sessions of therapy would be good for me right now as my mom's alcoholism seems to be on an even bigger downhill spiral.
Otherwise, I am doing well. We are hoping to close on this home by the end of the month. My job is working on my nerves, too and I am seriously considering quitting it this summer and looking for another one this fall, but this could change. Overall, I am getting better at sitting back and just experiencing life on a day-to-day even keel basis.
Love your corny jokes, WD! Keep em coming!!