the week has finally passed. not that i wanted it to pass quickly in particular, but it just seemed a little draggy.

there's a good dose of mama drama every day, what with end stage renal failure combined with old age. she's neither here nor there, not dead but not exactly alive. hospice care is no joke. especially when you love the person who is dying. it's different, being a nurse and being a granddaughter.

it gets worse when we (family) can't keep it together and start turning on each other. snapping about things and finding faults. i was extremely upset today, but thank God things.. became alright.

i've been praying a lot more lately. it seems to be the only thing i can do sometimes.

a friend of mine is sick and i'm really worried about her. =( sending love her way.