My husband wants me to help him again with something that he's finally almost done with, after over two years. The deadline is early next month, which is pretty much upon us. I can't wait for us to be free of it finally. We need some weight lifted from our shoulders. I certainly do, given all of the issues in my family this past year, and other stressors I see in the future.

My brother said that our dad will stay at the assisted living through the end of January. I hope that is the case. Though it was likely a typo, in his text to me he wrote "Your father..." as if our dad wasn't his, too. He also said that my sister was not admitted to the hospital and would return home. I had left a very simple vmx and text for her, only saying "I love you and will always support you." She has yet to respond. I understand she must have so much stress that responding to a vmx or text is low priority. Nevertheless, I worry about her. I wish a weight was taken off all of our shoulders. It's so hard when it piles on and on.

Not seeing my psychiatrist and therapist (especially psychiatrist) for so long makes the burden even heavier. Of course it's just coincidence that all of this builds again around the holidays.

Sometimes I look at the possibility of moving abroad as a treacherous challenge. Other times I see it as an opportunity to escape.There would be much grief, but there would be grief staying put, as well.