Sometimes real life is just hard.
My grandma is back in the hospital. We love her so much. We miss her even more. She needs to be back in BC with her family, yet for many complicated reasons, she's isn't. It's not our choice. And now she is sick, and we are not there. I hate this. I hate feeling so helpless. And I love my Nan more than you can imagine. I need her even more.
A life long friend is sitting by the bedside of her mother who is dying of lieukemia. I am far to far away.
Another life long friend is sufferring from Lyme in a way that is robbing her and her family of so, so much.
Two people I care about dearly are about to have babies.
I miss my friends. My family. I want to multiply myself to be where I am needed.
And I live in the middle of nowhere. Far, far away.