it's so strange that we've gone from years, to months, to weeks. they've asked that my brother...come this week instead of next. and i just want to say, really? really? is that where we are now?
he's not in pain. he's mostly just tired and pissed off about being tired. and he's worried about mom.
hey, so, i'll be posting again pretty soon. i really should journal more about this journey. maybe i will. i'm just not there right now, you know what i mean? i guess i'm just working on being present. so, for now, i'm just going to keep sucking it up. and then i'll work on letting it go.
