Why is it that whenever you try to hold something
dear and beautiful, it always slips away...
When I took over Almost Home November 2016 many
of the tenants there were already there for a few years.
Today I still have most of the "original" ones left.
They have been there now for some years and
many do no plan to leave. Sad as I sometimes
find this, they are content and very happy.
As you may imagine, most of the "originals" have become my
friends and I have grown very attached to them. I also have
had a few new tenants that came to the hotel within weeks
of me being there. Many also are still there, and then
we have the ones that come for the season.
One of the couples that came within a few weeks of me
being there is now going through some extremely difficult
times. Both her and her husband are are my friends.
Unfortunately, the husband is now in critical condition
and will most likely not make it. It's heartbreaking to watch
how Liz tries to be strong. I talk to her and she's a mess.
Her life is of stress, pain, heartache and despair right now.
Knowing that feeling, makes me even more sensitive
to what she is going through. It's hell on earth.
Her husband is in the hospital about an hour
away from Almost Home. He's in Springfield. Liz
has no transportation to go back and forth to see him.
Of course I have volunteered to be that transportation.
That being said, sometime today I will be going to Springfield.
I will visit Phil and hopefully I will manage to take Liz out
to have a bite to eat. She's a wreck and is just on automatic
pilot right now. It's heartbreaking to watch. Life is unfair.
I have been awake very early. Laying in bed trying to think
of what I can do to make her life a little easier. The pain and the
despair is something she will have to face all by herself.
Yes, friends and family will be there, but at the end of the day
no one knows what it is unless they live it. No one can take
away that heartache from her. For now I will help with
Jesse her kitty. I am also helping with her rent by lowering
it and trying to help getting it paid by her boss.
Life changes from minute to minute. Second to second.
Just a few weeks ago Phil was laughing. Talking to me. The three
of us were joking and I was making fun of him (in a nice way). Now this.
Remember everyone, what you take for granted, someone else is praying for.
Today her forest is black. The trees are sad
and all the butterflies have broken wings...