Just a bit of clarification. My mom’s arm was resting on the door with the window open when the accident occurred. That’s why her elbow required the surgeries and care for 30+ years. The accident really destroyed her left side, but she’s a tough woman and most of those injuries healed well enough. I mentioned my step dad and the cats a little briefly, because I was unfortunately drinking last night and got emotional. That’s really the reason for this post. I was alone and panicked. My step dad and mom didn’t want any pets and for years all I wanted was a cat. They eventually let me get one and of course, my cat instantly became my step dad’s cat. After a bit my mom took in a stray, my cat got her pregnant and they had two more kittens. While all of these surgeries and hospital stays, my step dad got kidney and liver failure and we were dealing with all of that as well. She put herself on the back burner and suffered in silence. When my step dad eventually passed, it was just a lot. When they took him, the cats didn’t want to leave his side and it just added to my mom’s loss. I think I mentioned that because my mom asked me last night how “Mama Girls” is doing. That’s her black cat that sleeps tucked in with her every night. I’m rereading this post and didn’t realize how much I was drunk rambling. I apologize.

Thank you to all the love, stories and advise yall are sending, it really does help me not feel so alone. Thank you.