Driving Miss Diana (crazy)
Hello Reader. I realize I am all off schedule here. It seems I am riding in the back seat of my own life at this time. Ironically, the person driving is a small woman who has not actually driven a car in many years. She is, in fact, a vociferous back seat driver. The problem is, she is old, and in poor health, and I owe her my life. You see, she gave my life to me. She is my mother. The fact that I love her does not make the situation easier. Indeed, quite the opposite. In order to keep her safe and un-miserable (I will talk more about that at another time), and guard the welfare of the rest of the family, difficult decisions must be made and hard actions taken. I know there are a lot of us in this situation, with the population aging and seniors being medicated into living beyond the actual natural capabilities of their own bodies. I have a real problem with "Big Pharma" and the dollar centric, ego driven, administration of our current medical system. This is not health care. I don't in any way, shape, or form, claim to have answers to the situation. Right now, I barely have the energy to ask the questions. One day the Youniverse is going to open the door for that old woman to get out and I will slide back into the driver's seat of my own life, and then maybe I can follow the road less traveled to something smarter and more caring and more human.
Peace, love, and, joy,