In my blessed life events keep happening. I realize this is just LIFE. It’s all in the way I react or handle situations as to how things turn out. Since I’ve accepted I’m NOT perfect as I convinced myself of. That was a joke. I’m able to help my parents with whatever comes up. Like today I’m sitting in a hospital room waiting to drive my Dad home. He had surgery yesterday and all went well. I still try to process the fact that my two sisters and brother are either incapable of being around for our parents or just don’t care. It is what it is.
AGAINST MY SOUL 