I was supposed to get a call from my dad last night to compare our fantasy football scores and catch up. He hadn't called by 8:30, so I called and left a message. By 11:00 this morning, I was quite worried so I called my mom. Roughly two weeks ago, my dad's best friend found out he has colon cancer. He had surgery last week and is scheduled to get out of the hospital tomorrow. I figured that something had happened. Turns out they were home but both up in bed - my mom sounds so utterly drained when I talk to her. I'm starting to seriously get scared about their health and well-being.
My dad works for a very large, privately-held, family-owned company. On Friday, the board of directors fired the highest ranking 'family' member on staff. Speculation being what it is, this could mean that the company is going to be bought out/taken over by another company. And my dad, with 35 years of service to them and no college degree, might be in danger of losing his job. Most takeovers lead to senior staff being cut in favor of younger, cheaper workers. Of course, my mom is jumping to conclusions, but it's not completely impossible.
Those events, coupled with the continual decline of my grandparents and the situation with my brother, make me want to just make it all okay. It's all completely out of my hands, but there's little comfort in not being able to do anything. I know that better days are ahead, but this is really taking a toll on them.
In other news, my new hair gel smells like fabric softener and I like it. I'm also relieved to know that
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My dad works for a very large, privately-held, family-owned company. On Friday, the board of directors fired the highest ranking 'family' member on staff. Speculation being what it is, this could mean that the company is going to be bought out/taken over by another company. And my dad, with 35 years of service to them and no college degree, might be in danger of losing his job. Most takeovers lead to senior staff being cut in favor of younger, cheaper workers. Of course, my mom is jumping to conclusions, but it's not completely impossible.
Those events, coupled with the continual decline of my grandparents and the situation with my brother, make me want to just make it all okay. It's all completely out of my hands, but there's little comfort in not being able to do anything. I know that better days are ahead, but this is really taking a toll on them.
In other news, my new hair gel smells like fabric softener and I like it. I'm also relieved to know that