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This blog is dedicated to mostly my random thoughts and obsessions. I don’t go on and on about my private thoughts and feelings. I don’t talk about God, my spirituality, or anything like that. Hanabatake isn’t here to preach. If you are so inclined to explore that part of yourself, you should. I won’t tell you to.
That being said, on Thursday night, I had a major family emergency and one of my loved ones has been in the hospital for the past few days. Times like these, I realize how glad I am that I have such a great family.
I feel like the events that unfolded on Thursday night were meant to be. And God guided me to make the right decisions. I’m lucky. I’m blessed. And my family is still whole. Death was so near, but my mother has more to do here on earth, so He had her stay on.
I’m sitting in Sharp Memorial Hospital now. It’s 11 pm. They moved my mother from Rancho Springs Medical Center down here since because of insurance. Though it’s farther for my father, brother, middle sister, and me, the core of my mother’s family are centered here and this is a great hospital. My youngest sister still lives down here, too. We all lobbied hard to move her here. (Plus, hey! internet access!!)
Anyway, the adrenaline and junk food is fading in my system as my mother is getting stronger. I’m just happy to hear her breathe. The hospital murmurs in the evening. The nurse staff doesn’t rest.
I spent the last couple of days trying to just stay calm and keep everything together, but now that we’re on the other side, I can’t seem to stop crying. It’s just a reaction, I know. The heightened emotions and the stress have taken their toll. But I’m trying to cry as silently as I can so she doesn’t wake up. She needs the rest. I don’t want to worry her.
She’s going to get better. Thank God.