This is the lake in my mom's neighborhood. I've probably driven by it at least a million times, but today I decided to walk there. It was quiet and serene, although I had to wave at the half a dozen people who drove by. (There's an unwritten rule here that you must absolutely wave at everyone you pass. What? I'm from North Carolina!) Oh, back to the point: Being here with my mom, I've come to realize that reshuffling my priorities is tough. Up until now, I've had the incredibly selfish luxury of focusing only on myself—my relationship, my career, my friends, etc. Me, me, me. Now that my mom needs a hand, I have to put my own life on pause while I'm running errands and heading to doctor's appointments. I wish I could say that I'm swimming along selflessly, but I have to confess that I feel stuck between a rock and a hard place: It's hard for me leave my life, but I also feel guilty living it, if that makes sense. Time and practice will make it easier, but right now, I have to remind myself that I'll figure it all out—and that this experience is making me stronger.
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