My sister sent me a one line response to the email I sent earlier today:

give me a break

Apparently, my sentiments meant nothing compared to her anger.

I had a screaming fit when I called Steady Eddie. "I just want to beat the shit out of her!" and "What do you do with someone who's so consumed with her own anger and big fat ego that she can't have compassion for her own father!"

He couldn't answer. He's not the kind of guy that really has answers to statements as emphatic as this. Then again, I'm not sure most guys or women would be able to say anything either.

An old boyfriend used to refer to me as his Little Bodhisattva.

And I thought about the Bodhisattva of Ultimate Compassion.

What Would the Bodhi Do?

In the long run, I am not sure how I'm going to handle her. She is very, very out of control right now. How does one stop a woman who's emotional state resembles a Category 5 tornado?

And What Would the Bodhi Do?

Try to become a channel for the Compassion of the Universe.

Mom had p.t. today. She sat up and asked to see my cousin Janice. Apparently she's not as bad as she was yesterday when the news came down that she had 72 hours left. I will try to contact the doctor at the nursing home tomorrow, as her mystery doctor isn't her doctor any more.

And I will try to write about something different than this tomorrow. Life, after all, goes on....