Tonight is an evening of worry and concern. I left early from work to care for my wife who call and asked if I could come home early. She is sick and has been sick more often lately. The last time was a trip to the ER for a long night and no answers. Tonight, it’s just about trying to make her feel comfortable.
Upon arrival at home, I learned that one of my sisters has gone into ICU due to liver failure. Because I’m not sure what my wife is fighting, I hesitate to go to see my sister in her compromised situation.
Emotionally, I feel stretched and drained. And a little helpless. I hope this weekend brings healing.
2 thoughts on “When it Rains, it Pours.”
I can empathize with you. My brother was torn last week between being with his 39yr son who was going through a triple by-pass surgery and being with our dying mom. I told him to go tend to his son, I had mom covered. It’s hard being between and rock & a hard place.
I’ll lift prayers up for you and your family. Keep your faith. It will see you through.
Thank you again.