A creative hug for my aunt

This was taken after the funeral of my uncle, right before the pandemic hit. No masks, no separation…

People are becoming creative with so many ideas right now, but I feel that this “Hug-Able” tops them all. My cousin, Amy, created this with her family to help her mom, a recent widow.

While watching this, it was hard not to think about my father who seems to be dying a slow death. Today, my brother received another phone call from him, telling about his dizziness. When I phoned the nurses, they seemed to dismiss it. I know they are so busy, but it’s so difficult being this far away. It’s like he is in a jail cell with no way out.

At times, I wish the Atrium would just call me and provide an update. Maybe they could just have a person designated for that particular task and call the families. I know I should not complain. I know they are working so hard to keep the COVID-19 at bay, but what about the patients’ mental health?

I was feeling so optimistic about the COVID, only a day ago, but I don’t feel that way now. Please, Lord, PLEASE– end it! Please hear our prayer!

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This blog includes a year of adventure where I left my teaching position to pursue dreams , renew friendships, and care of my aging parents.It includes details about my aging father who lives in a memory care home. I recently became a grandma and will be taking care of little Julia starting in October.

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