I got a ride in the rain, thanks to Mary hanging out with Peg, who slept a bunch and visited some. Peggy rallied after dinner and we had a wonderful, and long (hour and a half) visit with friends whose daughter went to Kindergarten with Zoë. It's weirdly liberating, having the cat out of the bag...we can talk honestly with everyone. The other shoe has officially dropped.
Zoë, Peg and I watched "Psych" (one of our favorite shows) after our friends left and life 3.0 almost felt like life 1.0 for a bit. Peggy had enough appetite for a good chunk of chicken soup and her energy level was better than it's been for a few days.
Meeting with hospice day after tomorrow. It's all surreal. Sticking to our new family motto: a half day at a time.
1 comment:
Love your motto!
I'm zipping some of our splendid southern California sunshine and energy via this email. May the pink flowers of spring bursting throughout my garden and the chirps of all the newborn, nesting birds fill your hearts with the joy of this day.
Tons of love,
Lori
Post a Comment