Last week was difficult. I endeded up going to my Aunt Bernie's house with my Mom, an aunt and cousin to help clean it out and to see if there was anything I wanted. It was difficult going through my Aunt things. I think the best thing was when my cousin began to go through her coat closet and found a huge stash of pictures. We found a wedding album of my Aunt Dot's. It was so great to see her and my late Uncle Ernie so happy. And there were pictures of my mom and aunts when they were young. It was just hard, going though a dead person's things, remembering them as you're doing so. I had trouble saying 'yes I'd like to take this'. There were several times I had to just sit down and try not to cry.
Also last week was made more difficult in that three out of the four days I worked I worked by myself. Thankfully for most of those days my co-worker Debbie came in in the morning to help. I just find it worrisome to work alone. It's more difficult, especially when more than one client needs you at the same time.
Also last week was made more difficult in that three out of the four days I worked I worked by myself. Thankfully for most of those days my co-worker Debbie came in in the morning to help. I just find it worrisome to work alone. It's more difficult, especially when more than one client needs you at the same time.