The fate of Cassandra

When you were right and it sucks

I found my mom (alive, I won’t bury the lede) in the kitchen last Thursday morning after she hadn’t been answering the phone. I knew things were bad when I saw the papers, packages, and mail piled up outside the front door. I could have checked on her sooner when she didn’t return my last few calls, but she could have been out Christmas or grocery shopp…