Just got back from "the visit"
Well, i did it. I went down and visited my mother the day before yesterday and stayed 1 night. It was a good visit in my opinion and my husband was a good sport.
She is much more feeble and hunched over and she was nothing like that the last time i saw her. Still a feisty little brat tho. Curses like a sailor lol! She's a strong woman in many ways.
We stayed with her and hubby took the couch and i stayed in the room where my step dad was. It was like he was never there. Sometimes you can feel the presence of where someone was. Not so with him. He is completely gone.
Bless his heart, he didn't suffer for a long time and his son was in the room with him when he passed. I don't think it has really sunk in yet with my mom or me.
It's late afternoon and I'm in bed. I just need to escape for awhile and this is how i do it. I feel guilty. Oh well.