Life is more complicated for me now. My mom is in a rehab place because she fell down a flight of stairs at church and broke her neck in 2 places and shattered her elbow, requiring surgery. Her recovery is going really slow. She is 93 years old. She wants me with her all the time, and I have been spending hours on end with her daily. BUT, I also have a sick husband. He has Parkinsons’disease and falls down sometimes; he can’t drive anymore. He wants me with HIM all the time. He’s trying to be nice about it and share me. He is the sweetest husband ever. But then he broke down and cried last night and tonight, because he’s been so lonely during the hours I’m at Rehab, and because he worries about us getting old, and maybe having to go to a nursing home. Seeing my mom reminds him of his mom who died in a nursing home some years ago. He never got over it. I love them both so much. I’ve been spreading myself so thin that I am exhausted. I’ve got to find a better way to include both of them in my day. And dear Lord, I need to clean my house! and do laundry and cook. I would appreciate any comments to this journal entry. I’ve missed being on here and hearing from all of you. I also would appreciate prayers. Thanks, friends!