It's the season when my clients realize the end of the year is nigh and they have some serious results to produce. So I'm busy.
And our book is high on the list of business books again this month, and there are programs to develop and market. So I'm busy.
And the conference I chair every May in San Francisco is gearing up with 15 team leaders and all their documents and planning to coordinate. So I'm busy.
This made sitting in mom's community circle today almost painful. I lugged a bunch of dirty laundry out of her closet, then sat with her and the ladies for as long as I could stand it. The old man (101 years) is apparently dying in the room right off the social circle - the Activities Lady put on some music in his room so we didn't hear his gaspy noises (she said she hopes his daughter, who will arrive from CA tomorrow, gets there in time).
Mom was drifting in and out of sleep while I was there, but I didn't want to leave and have the Activities Lady know what a creep I am for not spending more time with my mother. I made it to 25 minutes then bolted.
Someone asked me last week why I "incarcerated" my mother and didn't keep her at home. Yipes. Shoot me first.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
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2 comments:
"Incarcerate your mother"? How dare she even speak to you that way? If you didn't already have a very busy life I'd say to bring her in for a visit and then see ehat she has to say; The nerve of some people.
THAT was pretty harsh! Even I would never say something like that to someone. Did you look at her and scream "Off with her head?" That is some serious judgement and criticism. No one has the right to question your decisions for your mother, except your own siblings.
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