The most difficult thing, is seeing a parent fall apart….especially when they were the one that had it all together. I’m hoping this is just a case of too much going on at once, but it scares the shit out of me to have the voice in the back of my head saying it’s not.
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hon, I CRUMBLED seeing my dad in a hospital gown after he had a TIA (mini-stroke) – it’s to be expected
just remember to breathe
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