Hard to believe that my Dad passed away a year ago. It has been a very busy year getting the house packed up, sold and my Mother settled at my house. I don’t think either of us are settled yet, as there are still many boxes to sort through and permanent locations for items to dwell.

I miss the long stretches of uninterrupted time I spent in the house and yard. The weekends are no longer mine either so I steal bits of time whenever I can to sit quietly gazing at the woods and the natural life outside my windows.

There is much to be done, but energy or desire to do it are lacking. I get bursts of energy and motivation, they have been curtailed not just by my Mother’s needs, but also my finicky stomach. I have be extremely careful about what I eat and how much. Of course I do not remain diligent about that until I have a flare up and readjust my eating habits again. Will I ever learn? 🙂

This afternoon after a couple of chores I am going to start recording my Mother’s memories with her. I plan to share them with the family later. This will be my way of learning more about my Mother and being able to hear her tell her story for years to come.

I am now realizing that getting older really sucks. As life calms down, finances balance out and I can do a lot more of what I want comfortably, my body is changing for the worse. It is like a bad joke. All I can do now is to focus on physical, emotional, spiritual and mental care like my life depends on it, because it does. This is the time in my life for self care, to have a heavy focus on a healthier me.