Journaling every night has become sidelined, as one might expect. More often than not, by the time the day ends, my revisiting it does as well. I don't know how to convey where my head is at anymore because I am not sure. I still insist that what I'm working to manage and comprehend is nothing like what Linda is facing. It seems selfish to express anxiety about being a witness to her suffering, while I feel compelled to run towards it in several ways, be right there for all of it, just as I would have had we never divorced. I once wrote a post titled "I do what I want" about doing things for others that I'd want done for me. Although I don't necessarily know how I'd approach this if the tables were turned, I do know that for her, the idea of being alone through this is her worst nightmare. When we separated, I told her I hoped that we'd part friends and stay connected. Those connections snapped through all that followed over the years. Yet, just before her condition was diagnosed, I saw the opportunity to at least reconnect a line or two and re-establish a more civil and considerate rapport. However this plays out, my kids and I will be intimately involved. We're going to need to support each other and her with compassion and love. As I was advised, every day brings something new, something challenging, and something hopeful. Jen's right alongside me and supporting us all. Lauren got her covid shot today, and Jen took her while I took Tommy for his driving test (he passed). His having this freedom is a joy to me. I remember how big of a deal it was for me at 17 to finally get mine and be able to get out and about without constraint. I'm expecting every day for a week or two to include him being off running errands for whatever needs may arise. It's a big deal. We got and took Aqui to Panorama, Jen dropped Lauren there, and I returned home with Jen and left Tommy with the keys. Kathy made the call and engaged an overnight care provider starting tonight. Hopefully, this will improve Kathy and Lauren's sleep and open up options for her to come to Matson and see Lucky too. We all miss her.