Flight Booked, Decision Made: Saturday November 8th 2014

Mum fell last night. She was outside, she fell, she couldn’t get up. She is one of the most fiercely independent women I know. This does not look good.

I try to support my  sister via text, kicking myself for not having taken a flight earlier in the week. I felt like I wanted to “save my energy” in some way, as if Mum’s cancer were a marathon, and I wanted to conserve my reserves for the final sprint at the end.

I must go to support my sister. It must be almost unbearable to be there on her own, taking care of Mum, trying to keep it together both mentally and physically. The flight is double the expense of a “normal” flight, but they need me.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s