As the sorrow eases of my mother's passing, I am finding myself playing a new family role. Funny, I never really thought about it before. Being the eldest and the closer in proximity, I have been silently placed into a position of authority---- decision maker for our little family in certain areas. The realization was apparent last night after receiving a phone call from both sister and father, one right after the other. Don't misunderstand... I love they are suddenly phoning more often.... it's just new. The conversations went kinda like this:
Sister: I almost phoned mother until i remembered, so i called you instead. I got your e-mails about 'this' and 'that'. It's fine with me that you do that.
AND
Daddy: Oh? You did those things? That's fine with me. BTW, add 'people' and 'person' to the list of Thank You cards.
Suddenly, I am thinking I might have to mature.... just a little.... scary stuff.....
She won't eat anything unless sis takes it. She is also diabetic and her blood sugar is often lower than it should be because she won't eat. Trust me when I say, this is not a good thing. Here mom... I'll give you some of my blood sugar... 
