…must come down.

It has been a wonderful few days. Not a cloud in the sky (not literally, we have had some really severe thunderstorms, but you know how I feel about that!) not a ripple in the pond, but no one ever promised you a rose garden.

Yesterday, I had a brief, yet great time with my sister as we raced each other across town to purchase the last power washer on sale within 40 miles for my husband. She got there first and rumor has it that she had to beat up several old men to gain the item for me, but of course that is strictly rumor at this point. She gave me the last Twilight book to read and I swore I would save it for when I take my MIL to the hospital. I couldn’t resist though and stayed up until 4am to get it finished. Yes, I have two small children and I stayed up until 3 hours before they wake up. Smart huh? I thought so.

Today the girls and I took an excursion to get The Man his Father’s Day/Birthday gift. I thought I would brave, attempt go to the mall and get to see a wider selection than a speciality store. This was the most fun the girls and I have had for a while. We played in toy stores, ate cookies as big as our heads, learned all about brain freezes, got lost for a moment and freaked mommy out played hide and go seek in the clothing racks, rode the carousel and finally found the perfect gift. In the excuse that I might have to take it back (which was a cleverly disguised impatience on my end to reveal the perfect gift) we went ahead and gave it to The Man early. Score for me!!! It was such a good and thoughtful gift he has now promised that I WILL get my new Mickey Mouse watch for my birthday. Double score!!!!

But as the title implies…it must come down. The Man’s parents are both in really bad health. His mother is already scheduled to have a stint and “something else” (seems she didn’t ask enough question about why they may be cutting her open and messing with her heart, but that is a complaint for another day) and I am taking her next Tuesday for that. Today his father went to his kidney specialist who told him he needed to start dialysis or die. Apparently using those very words. He will be going for a second opinion if I have to drag him there myself, but he has made it very clear that he does not want to have the dialysis no matter what the outcome might be. This all led to a 2 hour long conversation tonight between his mother and I (who worries more about being alone in the world) about who will take care of her (she does not drive, shop for herself or really anything else). At this point, I will only say…someone teach me how to say “No.” I believe we are responsible for taking care of family members in crisis and doing whatever is in our power to do. God help my own heart to realize my limitations as I am also a wife and mother to small children (and one on the way) and help me to have a heart free of the begrudging attitude towards someone who has although been very good at times, has caused me a lot of pain and heartache. It is not in my nature to tell someone “No” if there is a need, but I also know that I will be taken advantage of. A lot. To extreme if allowed.

I ask that you pray for The Man’s mother and father as they are facing health crisises and for us as we help them deal with whatever may come.

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