... sometimes they do.
It looks like we probably will get the reverse mortgage, although I'll believe that when the final papers are signed and approved. Financially, things will probably be worse for a couple of months, and then things should be better than they are now. Not very good, but better. So that will be a relief, if it happens.
But in the last week two of my daughters have had bad news from their doctors (neither of them is the one still recovering from the death of her fiancé). Chronic pain probably for the rest of their lives, unless a doctor can think of something new to try. Neither is in a good place psychologically, but at least Megan has her little boys to bring her some joy in life, so Daisy is the one I really worry about, because I know she is feeling desperate right now.
And there is nothing I can do. Nothing at all, but try to think of alternatives that may not be there. Always before, in a crisis, we've thought of something at the last minute and squeaked by, but I don't know if we can do that this time.
So I feel helpless. All I can do is concentrate on completely unrelated things that I can accomplish, but that only takes care of the stress on the surface.
I would have posted this in Shout Your Frustrations to the World, but this goes far beyond frustration.
It looks like we probably will get the reverse mortgage, although I'll believe that when the final papers are signed and approved. Financially, things will probably be worse for a couple of months, and then things should be better than they are now. Not very good, but better. So that will be a relief, if it happens.
But in the last week two of my daughters have had bad news from their doctors (neither of them is the one still recovering from the death of her fiancé). Chronic pain probably for the rest of their lives, unless a doctor can think of something new to try. Neither is in a good place psychologically, but at least Megan has her little boys to bring her some joy in life, so Daisy is the one I really worry about, because I know she is feeling desperate right now.
And there is nothing I can do. Nothing at all, but try to think of alternatives that may not be there. Always before, in a crisis, we've thought of something at the last minute and squeaked by, but I don't know if we can do that this time.
So I feel helpless. All I can do is concentrate on completely unrelated things that I can accomplish, but that only takes care of the stress on the surface.
I would have posted this in Shout Your Frustrations to the World, but this goes far beyond frustration.
