Well, the last 12 months have been exhausting I must say.
We sold the business, moved, renovated, Dad died, Mum got cancer and one of my sisters who’s asthmatic, had a particularly bad attack ending her in hospital for a number of weeks after we nearly lost her. My son’s been in and out of hospital with non life-threatening injuries, my middle daughter took an injury to her shoulder at work and she’s still being treated. My oldest daughter got married. (Best apart of the year!) MM’s Dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease so we’ve organised home care for his parents and made safety adjustments around their house so they can live there longer.
We have weathered the storm of Mum’s illness. We’ve got her back (minus a boob) and we are looking forward to getting some sort of normality back. Chemo finished. Radiation finished.
For those who have travelled this path, you will know, the ongoing medical appointments day after day and mindless staring at blank hospital walls, becomes the norm. Back on back appointments see us scurrying from one end of the hospital to the other.
We have a rip-snorter start to this year. We picked up the caravan a few days ago. I’ll give you the low-down in another post. Getting time to use it is now the challenge.
I was under the impression that mid-life would mean time to do some of those things you dreamt about doing when you were growing up and raising kids but you didn’t have the time nor the money to do. I find mid-life is exactly that. Caught in the middle. You’re still supporting your kids in one way or another. You have grand-kids, so you’re back doing the school run. Your parents are ageing and need your help and attention. And, you still need to work. Taking time out to paint my nails these days is a luxury.