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How is it possible that you can be speaking to people one day and the next they come dangerously close death? Its so difficult to come to grips with you own mortality when you see someone close to you fighting for their life. You question everything you've ever said and done in the matter of minutes. After that you go over it again and pick out the most obscure things possible to remember.
I had that experience Sunday. My mom is lying in a hospital bed clinging to life via a resperator. The 8 hours of excruaciating waiting was enough to want to die myself. At the same time i had to hold on to the belief that she would hold on. No one wants to think of not being around their parents.

I guess the older i get the more i realize that my folks aren't going to be here forever but damn,I wasn't expecting this.

Oops

It certainly seemed like an easy request to be done. Do a blog for the next class. As luck would have it we haven't had class in over a week and I still didn't get to doing a post. Well ...here i sit. Bored, tired, and exhausted from work. Weekends blend from one to another when you work in a management position. It almost becomes insane in that the only thing that seems to change are the seasons. I couldn't tell you the last time I sat down to have a normal dinner, or breakfast or lunch for that matter. I'm constantly on the go and constantly pulled from one project to the next. So it seems not surprising to me when I realize I've neglected doing my homework. The one thing that was supposed to help me maintain a management job is the one thing I seem to not find time for.

Oh well...here's hoping for more snow.