Boring

Not much new to report here on the West coast. Its hot again - mid eighties. It is supposed to cool down again by the end of the week. We are supposed to have a perfect 4th of July, one of the best in the nation, according to the weather channel, sunny and 80. Definitely out of character for Seattle.

Mom is still hanging in there. One nurse says anytime, the other says not anytime soon. Only time will tell, I guess. I don't know what to pray for anymore. Obviously I don't want her to die and as long as she's here, I can pretend I still have her. But I know those caring for her at home are having a hard time and just kind of wish she'd get on with it. I am having a hard time praying for my mom to die. Maybe because I'm not there immersed in it constantly. . . I know that whatever happens is God's will and it will be done in His time and in His way, not ours. So I've just been praying that we all can accept that and learn to be okay with His choices. You always understand even if you don't think about it, that you will have to bury your parents, but you never expect to have to do it while you still need them and while they still have life they should be living.

I haven't spoke with Mom in about two weeks. The last time, she had no idea who I was or what teeth were. Since then she's been sleeping so much or unable to talk while she's awake that I haven't gotten I chance to talk to her. I wonder if that conversation will be our last? IF so, I sure wish it had been more meaningful.