does it ever stop?

last weekend we were off to our Cher-venture when reality suddenly butted it's unwanted head into our little world. as we were sitting down to breakfast on our lovely little porch James asked if I had listened to any of my voicemails. my brother had left a message on his phone telling him they were trying to get ahold of me. that, of course, could not mean good news. it didn't.

my mom had what we believe to be a slight stroke last Friday. she's currently in the hospital awaiting test results. for the moment they have found some kind of mass in the left temple region, but they don't know what it is. her speech was at one point incomprehensible, but has gotten better and she has numbness in her right hand. it's getting better, but slowly. I did talk on the phone with her earlier today and she seemed mostly normal, but there were a few sentences that I couldn't understand.

let's all hope for the best...