I have now embarked on a quiet calm peaceful setting.
The family has left and I will become sane once again.
My grandmother is 72 and has dementia.
I live in Arkansas and she lives in california but every year she comes down to visit. She has been here since the end of May and is leaving this coming weekend.
My grandfather passed away in March of 2006 and she has been going downhill ever since.
I think it is a mixture of dementia and depression.
But she has become exceptionally hateful and mean. She says some of the cruelest things. And the last couple of weeks I have been so angry because of it.
I feel like crawling under a rock and never coming out.
Life leads us to all sorts of places.
We are taken or driven down paths that we did or did not choose.
We often suffer for things we did, but more for things that other people have done.
We thrive on deleting drama from our lives, yet it finds us.
We all want our void filled with simplicity. The kind that will make you smile but which is also sympathetic.
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