Excuse our lack of posting, we’ve had a massive family emergency and we’re taking some professional time off to deal with a sick mother. I always thought my mother was a fixture, a strong focused woman with a quirky sense of humor who would always answer my phone calls, always text too much, and always be dependably annoying to me – shrinking into my teenage self every time she dares be critical.
I spent a lot of my adult life focusing on forward-momentum, career growth, maintaining a social life. I never thought about using that time to get to know my mom (or dad) better on an adult human level. I took for granted their consistency and dependability.
And now here I am: watching her struggle, wondering lots of things about her that I’ve had years to ask, hoping for the best, bracing for the worst.