Yesterday was busy. I was supposed to pick up my brother at 9:00 and I woke up at 9:25! I remained calm and arrived when I could. It was a chore getting him in the house and situated. He’s already fallen twice and is as helpless as a baby. He is bone thin, unstable on his feet and disoriented. I can’t help but wonder if he’s nearing the end of his life. Mom had so much anxiety around him coming home that she stayed in bed with an eye mask on and listening to nature sounds. I had to take care of her as well. I got to bed late.

Today is a new day. I’m going to float today hopefully, read a good book and cook a healthy meal. This time around I’m protecting myself heavily.

I hope everyone has a peaceful weekend.