I had a good hour n' a half convo with my mom today. My poor mom can be quite scattered sometimes, jumping randomly from one topic into the next with little rhyme or reason. It's a medical issue.
It's not that I'm mean, but I don't call home as often as I probably should. I'm just not much of a phone person. Still, she is my mom and I know she misses me....
Seeing a friend in palliative care tightly grab hold of his nose and refuse to let go, as he attempts to stop his breath and put an end to his slow, painful death... takes a bit to sink in.
We'll see how this goes.