I just got back home from Zach's baseball game. Mom is sleeping. I need to wake her up around 10:00 PM for her night meds and then we are both going to bed hopefully for the night.
The volunteer that sat with Mom just left. To have someone sit with Mom, to sacrifice her time the same way that someone did for her when she wore my shoes is incredibly precious. And to willingly offer her time to me when I am spent. And I am spent. How hard this is, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. And I am thankful. Thankful of the time I could spend with my family.
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