October 13, 2019
The realization that dad is doing nothing to help with cleanup of leaves this year almost escaped me. Mom speaks almost casually of her having done some of the cleanup and trying to figure out who might be able to help in the coming weeks as the Woods lose their leaves en mass. I am disheartened that Dad makes no attempt at a token protest, or “how I can help, honey”. I suspect things are sliding further than Dad is aware, and Mom isn’t going to say anything with him on the line. I need a separate call with her.