|My mother and step-father at our wedding, 1996|
I have to go down to visit my very sick Wicked Step Father (he isn't really wicked, he's wonderful, but I've always called him that as a joke), and support my mother. I haven't been able to see them since October because I have been unable to travel, but via various 'cheats' this week, I will manage it finally. And its going to be tough.
But I am formulating a plan. And my plan is to stop every now and then and be mindful. Be present. Let the feelings come up, feel them, and let them go. Not worry about the next moment, just cope with what I've got in front of me right now. One thing at a time. Like eating the elephant, which is one of my favorite metaphors.