I can't even begin to figure out how to summarize the experience of my mom's sickness and death and everything that came after, so I won't. Except, for a time of sadness and loss there were a surprising number of moments of true grace. I might talk about them, if by "might" you mean "certain inevitable tl;dr," but for right now that's kind of a paralyzing thought. Is too much! Maybe I'll pick at it here and there. Yeah. The occasional paragraph. That sounds more doable.
I did withdraw from school for the semester. Mostly I didn't feel like kicking it up into high gear to catch up after three weeks, but partly it's also because the nurses in the ICU let me help care for mom for the week before we made the decision to withdraw. It's just, in the intensity of that time, it became clear to me how much I miss taking care of people, and I was reminded of why I got into this biz in the first place. Well, okay - it was for the money and benefits. I can't lie. But also it was because I wanted to help people, and while it's entirely worthy to help the nurses, that's just not where my heart wants me to be. And I know for a solid fact that my heart wants nothing to do with administration any more. Them people is crazy.
Yeah, but we'll see what happens. I have time to decide later. In the meantime, thank you so much for all the good wishes and support. dine, paperdollkisses, you rock. withdiamonds, endless &hearting.
Now, getting back to my life: KATE??? Oh, JC.