Just Wondering

Just wondering why? Why do I live in a cuckoo's nest?  Have I put myself in this position?  Perhaps.  When strange things happen I no longer think they're strange. I say to myself, "That's just my life!"  Of course it has a lot to do with the people around me.  Louie has dementia and not sure what's reality.  Very hard to live with the ups and downs of the disease.  Then Becky with her eating disorder and I can see why she has a diagnose of bipolar also...she's also up and down.  Just like a yoyo!  I could write a book about the last few years, where did my normal life go to?  I want normal back.  I want boring back.  I don't want to be a freak!

Then I look at my grandchildren and I'm so glad they're living a fairly normal life.  Liz having her apartment where she can escape with Austin.  Best thing for both of them.  Austin will be off to UCLA in the fall and that should be a normal living environment.

Hopefully, my life will be normal again, but when...soon I hope.  I have high hopes, just like that damn ram (like in the song).