My mom was diagnosed with ALS in February, followed by two feeding tube surgeries, a move back east and rapidly progressing symptoms. My big brother had a bad fall with complications. One sister needed a brain surgery and still needs neck surgery.
And yesterday, the longest night of the year, I’d started my year in review that often morphs into me beating myself up about all the things I didn’t accomplish that I intended to, like:
only 16 blog posts/28 newsletters instead of 52
no speaking gigs
just a few books sold and no marketing plan
still piles and piles of mama’s files to be gone through