I inherited many amazing qualities from both sides of my family. I have some unique pieces to me that I don't know where they came from. I also have bad habits and traits I see in my extended family.
We drove home a little early yesterday from Canada because Mom was having chest pains. She ended up in the hospital for a series of tests and a standard evaluation to determine the cause. All of her tests came back fine, and it looks like another panic attack. This has happened before.
So today I spent the day in the hospital in the afternoon helping her get checked out. Steve ran her back out to the house. The weather is horrible; it took us extra long to get home yesterday.
I don't know fully why Mom is so fearful but that attitude is something I see in my own life. She also isn't particularly self-aware. I think this is pretty common actually.
When I think of my family and the bad habits I learned, I think about the hoarding and distraction. I think about the unfounded fears that lead to panic. I think about the paranoia and suspicion. And I think I'm doing the right things to pause in my life right now and get all the help I can.