I thank you guys for your concern, truely! I have put my finger on the cause of my shity mood and depression. Prior to moving my Mom in with me, I guess I saw her as the vital, healthy and mentally alert woman I knew. I now see her as she truely is. As much as I love her this has been a wake up call--she is 83 years old!! It has scared me and depressed me. My "Mom" is my rock and she IS NOT suppose to crumble. She is my "Mom". She is the one who is suppose to see that I am OK. This has been a shock to me and my system and I've been thrown into a tail spin for sure. This is the 1st step, right? Recognizing the problem! Now I can deal with it, I think. Man this is hard. I mean really hard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!