I'm so excited about coming to see you. I see Frank and Joanne came to see you! I hope you had a good visit with them. Well, mommy, I just called you and you're eating dinner. I'll be calling back a bit later!
All my love.
Mary Ann


that takes courage, MDF!! good on ya for putting it out there. I can understand this.MyDearFriend wrote:Sorry (((MA))) if I am messing up your thread here but, I'm sure I'm going straight to hell anyway so I might as well get my ticket punched now.
Mother of mine, I am real sorry about your "memory disorder," because I hoped after Dad died that I was done with you. But, I am a good person, I have professional training and expertise, and I love my siblings, so I will continue to wear myself out helping to keep you in that absurdly huge waterfront home until the Alzheimer's claims what is left of your mind.
I mailed you a card yesterday, and I am working tomorrow, so I might or might not make the mandatory phone call. Happy Mother's Day!
= the pressure needed to make diamonds out of coal. it can be done I guess, but I'd love to take a pass. Thanks for your crystalline honesty.MyDearFriend wrote:Yep (((Yggy))) it's not easy. But I don't have to live with her forever; I just have to live with myself.
Oh man, I would skip this test if I could. Life is Pass/Fail anyway, isn't it? I know I'm never gonna get an "A" in daughtering.Elorrum wrote:= the pressure needed to make diamonds out of coal. it can be done I guess, but I'd love to take a pass. Thanks for your crystalline honesty.MyDearFriend wrote:Yep (((Yggy))) it's not easy. But I don't have to live with her forever; I just have to live with myself.
((((MDF)))) As I wrote, you can anything you want! Love you girly!MyDearFriend wrote:Sorry (((MA))) if I am messing up your thread here but, I'm sure I'm going straight to hell anyway so I might as well get my ticket punched now.
Mother of mine, I am real sorry about your "memory disorder," because I hoped after Dad died that I was done with you. But, I am a good person, I have professional training and expertise, and I love my siblings, so I will continue to wear myself out helping to keep you in that absurdly huge waterfront home until the Alzheimer's claims what is left of your mind.
I mailed you a card yesterday, and I am working tomorrow, so I might or might not make the mandatory phone call. Happy Mother's Day!