It was a bad day yesterday within me. But I am crawling out of the pit of despair, thanks to the help of people who care when I am down in the dumps--and they are ready to fight in the process. Sometimes, fighting helps divert the mind from the pain of knowing that we are losing my sister and that she will not get better. I am so grateful that I can be here for my niece, Annie, who has and continues to bear the burden of making decisions for her mother, regardless of what some ill-informed people think. I told Annie last night, when she was crushed by the words of a relative, that she has nothing to defend. The list of people is so long who know the truth about the situation and they will have no hesitation in making their feelings known. At least, we can laugh about it. I wasn't laughing yesterday and Annie will never laugh about it.
Idiot relatives are a dime a dozen. It runs in every family!
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