It's a Morning

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There's really not a whole lot to write right now. It was a rough day yesterday. We called to check on my dad yesterday and the news was not so great. Basically his body is poisoning itself and it's starting to also effect his mind. The talks about him coming home have stopped. The fluid pill has stopped. I have spent the past day and this morning crying sporadically because even though we had prepared for this to an extent we weren't ready. Why is it always the end of the year? I don't know how to do this and no one will tell me what to do. I've been so wrapped up in him coming home that I'm lost. I'm so close to my daddy that I just want to scream not my dad. We just lost my grandmother October 9th. We haven't even reburied her and poppie's urns yet. Now this. I file bankruptcy today at 9am and 6 months after we can put stuff in my name. Grams house, her bills will be mine and I'll be helping with this house as well. One day at a time, one minute at a time. I can't do anything else right now. People keep asking if I'm ok and how are you and I just can't answer that question anymore. I'm not ok and I don't know how I am anymore.