Post Haste

Lately my time has been consumed by family obligations, which is a relatively new state for this here bush girl.  What it means is that I have actually spent more time off the ranch than on.  An odd, and slightly disconcerting state for one who has become somewhat attached to home life.  The bad part is that my mom has taken a serious turn for the worst and is now potentially not likely to come out of the hospital.  Best case scenario is that if she survives the month she will end up in a nursing home, if there is a home to be found.  The situation, as you can imagine, is an emotional roller coaster, and I have been going through all types of emotions which I am not used to.  And which I am not programmed for.  So chaos reigns. 

The good part is that my daughter has moved here...allllllllllllllllll the way across the country just like me and the hubby did all those two long years ago.  She and her hubby have just recently arrived and are in the process of settling in, so it is a really new state, one which I am just starting to comprehend as a reality in my life.  Wow!  We haven't lived near each other since she took herself off to university.  It is crappy for her that her grandmother is doing poorly, but if the worst does happen at least she gets to see her before she passes. 

I'm finding it a little difficult to keep my shit together because my life seems to by upside down, but at least I have my kidlet close by, she totally understands her OCD mother because she is even more OCD herself.  Yay us...happy are the disciples who worship at the colour coded file cabinets of the gods of organization!