Boxing day

I freak out easily. Any new development to my PALS and I freaked out. This morning I finally learned how to clean out his mouth with dental tips. A few hours later, I saw white foamy saliva filling his mouth. It is in a way something new. I saw it once only and that when he was coughing hard. I looked at it and contained myself. I helped him to the den, got him seated and left him there to read. Coming out, I suddenly felt like crying. I went to the bathroom, sat down and cried. When I cried yesterday, I asked myself why I was crying, because I feel sorry for him, my mind responded. It is the same today. I felt restless, unable to resolve it. I cast in my mind what to do when it came to me, I have not done my daily meditation. I set the timer at half an hour, and sat down to meditate. I commend him and family to God and emptied my mind, staying in meditation. Something told me all will be fine. How will it be fine when he has Als and there is no cure? I mused. Again that feeling all will be fine. I left it to that feeling and enjoyed it, the softness it brings, the silence, peace and comfort.