Saturday morning

I am sitting here waiting for Andrew to return with Robert from scout camp.  It was an extremely hot, muddy week and I'm sure he is going to be VERY worn out.  In fact, all of us are that way right now.  We ventured back to our former town last evening and it was 1:30 this morning before our heads (even Catherine & Thomas) hit the pillow.  I had looked forward to a relaxing day of nothingness as a family, but I've spoken to Mom and she needs me.  I truly don't mind, but the rough part is that my sister isn't really doing anything in terms of helping to care for Mom.  I know that she too has a lot going on in her life, but knowing how much my mom and my grandmothers have helped out my single, childless sister (think dog sitting, dishes, laundry...I am not joking about this) it's sometimes hard not to be resentful.  I have spent so much time praying in the last week...asking for healing for Mom, and for peace in my heart to replace the growing anger about Mom's situation.  We are very blessed and things could be so much worse...I need to remember that!