A sleepless night led to a 3 am decision not to try to be at the Zen Center before 7. It all worked out. I made it in time to join the latter half of the morning sit — the standing part. The grocery contribution was well received. It was just Michael, Pamela and Michael (Tishin). "A World Appears" appeared (had been left) on the resident kitchen table. It sparked an intriguing conversation. Mom's second treatment went well. I think next week we have a check-in with her head doctor. We have questions. I don't know that they will have answers, though. Jen and I hung out at Starbucks sharing a decaf after walking to get the car, and talked again about her working or not for now. For now, I prefer she not. For now, we are ok. Tommy's still maintaining a distance and avoiding us both. It's a challenge to break habitual behaviors, and I have to remember this is his decision, the natural consequence of being oppositional, having expectations of entitlement, and bringing an argumentative offensive position to every little thing.
