I have done a lot of waiting by the phone today as my mother and father are 72 miles away in a hospital. He in the bed. She by his bed side. Along with my aunt making sure my mom is eating. My dad just got out of his third surgery in 16 days. He's back on the respirator. Back in ICU. He has a feeding tube and pic line. It's been the longest 16 days for him. For us. We are waiting. Still waiting for him to get better. For some sign that he's really getting better.
The daily phone lines my mom calls me, my aunt calls my uncle, I call my other aunt and so on down the line as things change and baby they have been changing. I sit and I wait. My mind not able to focus on much around here.
It's not that I forgot that today was my grandmother's birthday. Just wanted to find the right words. I don't have them. I wish. I hope. I pray that grandmother is with my dad. WIth my mom. I can't find the words for what I want to say, for what I feel.
Just know that she's in my thoughts today as always.
Happy Birthday Grandma.