Tough Times

Things have gotten worse since the last time I wrote. My cousin (Craig) is slipping further and further away from us. I'm kind of upset with my mom right now too. She was visiting me this weekend and told me that she and my dad went to go see my cousin this past Monday. So when I talked to her on Monday she lied about everything she was doing. She says it was to keep me focused on my school work, but she of all people should know that I'm the type of person who likes to see people one last time before they pass away. Now, I'm not going to have that opportunity, and it's killing me. I know I'm going to regret not going to see him, but at the same time I can see where she's coming from. We both saw my grandparents go through this and it was awful to see them in so much pain. So I can respect why my mom doesn't want me to see Craig. It's just unsettling to know that probably the next time I see him will be at his funeral. This thought has made me break down so many times since I found out how bad Craig is.

Even though it seems like it's hard on me, it's worse for my dad. I've only seen him cry once in my entire life; my mom said that including Monday she's only seen him cry 3 times. If my dad cries you know things are bad. So like I said last time, I'm pretty much in a state where I don't know what to do. Any advice would be great.