When M’s don’t Help

Yeah, I’ve been eating M&Ms by the handful today. I think I was upset and I’m also a little angry. My grandfather had an aneurysm, and a number of tests and procedures come next. I am 2 1/2 hours away from him, and at 36, the eldest grandchild. He also has three daughters and one son to help care for him. I’m not alone, in fact, I am surrounded by people who want to help. It’s just exhausting.

I wish I had more to say. There are a lot of wonderful things that happened over the last few days, but I haven’t the energy to explore them right now.


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