The Age of Antiquity

I've been in California now for a week and its been frustrating.
Granted its the first week and for a semi-permanent move I did anticipate that their would be problems.
So far two things have gone wrong and it feels like a blow to the face.

My grandmother, I don't know, she seems to be in pain often, and she has been grumpy.
Anything I can do to help gets ridiculed and criticized.
Its not a good feeling at all to get this treatment.
I am trying to help her, not trying to demean her.

I almost feel like saying, "Treat others as you would like to be treated."

I do get the sense I am being taken for granted, and there is this angry thought to just jump back on the plane and ditch her.

But that wouldn't be responsible.

I have thought a few times, retirement home but she would never forgive me for that.
I wouldn't want her there either, but I do feel like she has lost some of her wits.
I don't think I would do very well at 85 myself, for 85 shes still hanging there. 

Hopefully its just a rough patch, things will cool down, and become normal at least for a little while.

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