Happy New Year

I'm so glad it's a new year. With all that's gone on during the month of December, I feel like I am beginning to climb out of a tunnel and into the glimmering light. Only 19 more days until our new president takes over. So much hope is in the air right now. We can believe that things will start to get better.

Or if we are fed up, we can use cat philosophy, and just stretch out on the rug, and roll around.

Lists and Personal Effects

Getting things in order is the order of the day. I've been helping mom with financial details, and making sure bills are paid. Planning a memorial for Dad sometime in late January. Mom is coping quite well, although she hasn't cried yet. I don't know why, but she seems to have trouble letting her feelings out.

As for me, I have been feeling really exhausted. I make lists, and try to keep things in order. It is what I do. I must add to my priorities: yoga, walks, and sleeping.

We've had a lot of good communication with family. It's really helpful to hear from folks. Being it is Christmas/New Years is seems harder to feel "jolly, joyful and UP" with all that has gone on. I guess that's normal.

I spoke to the hospital about Dad's personal things. Nobody seems to know where they are. I asked the Neptune Society if they perhaps picked his things up. They are looking into it. They told me that now Dad is in a facility in Kent. It's wierd. I don't know what to think about this.