----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Why do we call this place home? It looks like I'll be going *home after all. I spoke with P. on Saturday. Her voice was weak and, thanks to the drugs, she had a hard time following the conversation. But there were moments of clarity, too. "If you come out, you should know I don't look like I did before," she said to me. "I know," I told her. "I'm prepared for that." Am I? J says early October. That feels so far away. And I'm a little surprised that my stepsister's visit is being given priority--simply because she and her husband had to cancel a trip from earlier this year due to flooding in Central Texas. I'm her daughter--not stepdaughter, but daughter--is it wrong to want to see her sooner? What if later doesn't happen? Am I being selfish? Greedy? For now I'm not pushing it. We are all grieving. J seems to think we have a few weeks. I'm trying to trust that he's right. His latest email was jarring though. She's losing her eyesight. She's not eating. There's a chance she may go into inpatient care. *Why do I still call it home? I haven't lived in that state for 32 years. 2:34 pm - 21.09.15
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