I have a lot of dear friends who are trying to stay afloat in the midst of lotso' drama and meanness. I just got caught up with one on the phone about where we are with our respective issues right now because it's hard to find a time to just sit and hear the details. She and her family have been betrayed by a lot of people they thought were friends in a huge scheme involving land rights and money. While they have ultimately pulled together closer as a family, it has been hurtful on many levels. Betrayal by a friend is even worse than random acts by enemies in my experience. I am humbled by her belief in goodness and ability to look forward which is exactly what I'm learning.
Mom was asleep ( again ) when I went by this morning but she woke up long enough for us to visit a little. She had a rough night and said the pain is pretty bad from the broken hip. It's hard to find a comfy position when dealing with that kind of break. She hadn't touched the breakfast which actually looked pretty good, choosing mini-muffins and juice instead. We shared a Dr. Pepper and held each other for strength. The sadness has taken over and she's about to give up. We had a long chat yesterday about me getting out of the house more and going to the movie with friends or just anything to escape reality.
I failed my friends by not showing up for a funeral service, but I think they know my love and that I have been touched by their loss. We show our respects in personal ways that aren't always on the register proper. Looks like BG has a functional gallbladder that still hurts so I'm not sure what's up with all that. The good doctor will figure it all out.
Don't stop believing ~