Sunday Heart.... in Plan B

Today was a long day. I long day of reflections. Trying hard to make sense of what I have to do and that is make the decision that comes down to me, myself and I. Her appetite is waning and so is her “self” of being the Boooger Head that she is. I know one thing I don’t ever want to let her loose her self respect. She is a lady after all and to have it come down to making “messes” in the house and feeling guilty for them. No. Can. Do. When the quality of life leaves then I need to do the right thing. Now comes the hard part…
What a week a head of me. Whew. Thank Gawd for wine. Speaking of wine the Pope is coming to the Big USA. I am not even catholic. I was born catholic and the water boiled on my head when they do the sprinkle thing I knew it wasn’t for me. But I really respect this guy. He isn’t so old and set in his ways. He actually looks like he loves people. I got to get up early.
Got 3 clients tom. On tues. and th. visit to the hospital. The journey continues.