Sigh

My parents went to visit my grandmother today.  I stayed back cuz I had the moot court thing (see previous entry if you’re scratching your head in confusion).  My parents came back with several afghans from my grandmother.  One of which is for my first child (my parents will hang on to it til then) and then there we a few others, including one for each of me and my brothers – Christmas presents from my grandmother.  My parents said my grandmother isn’t doing as well.  I didn’t have the heart to ask exactly what that meant.  However, the fact that my grandmother is doling out afghans now and not 5 weeks from now at Christmas has me concerned.  *Sigh* in fact, it’s got me near to tears again.

On another connected note, I think I figured out one of the reasons people in the various chats didn’t understand me.  I’ve got ADD.  As it applies to the situation with my grandmother, it means I have two options.  It can consume my life, or it can be on the back burner to some extent.  It’s an emotional enough and weighty enough issue that trying to confine it and allow it into some but not all of my thoughts is next to impossible.  As a result, it becomes either or.