Date night at OJ's w/Jen (last night)
This was a good "recovery" day for me. By that, I mean that my perspective and presence both improved, bounced back, and realigned with what continues to be my core intention. The situation with my mom stabilized after a good conversation with her and Lindsey, revisiting the events surrounding the E.R. escape. She indicated having no memory beyond the visit to the local ER until waking up in Stanford Hospital in a state of panic and confusion. I was there and knew how it all played out; I can't fully understand her experience. It doesn't matter. What I want to take away as my life lesson is to release this sense of obligation to have answers and fix things and to make sure she has more support available, not just through me but also through Lindsey. I'm trying not to get lost in taking the blame for not seeing this coming by applying the lesson to future instances, which there may well be considering the terminal diagnosis. I had time this morning to enjoy a good walk and talk with JS (although some of the talk was me on the phone with family), And I have been writing a lot on my "remarkable," which now needs a bit of review and clean up, and has been the bulk of the little free time I had tonight. In fact I'm going to continue after sending this.