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Mom, to me: Does your mother still live up on Boyce Avenue?

Me: You are my mother.

Mom: Really? ... ... How many houses do you have to go to in a day?

Me: Mother, I live here, in this house.

Mom: Really? I never see you. ... ... ... Do you still live in Darlington Pawtucket?

Me: No, mother, I live here. ...Who lived in Darlington Pawtucket?

Mom: We did, that's where I met you.

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andeincascade
May. 22nd, 2011 11:01 pm (UTC)
Aw hon. Can so relate. It's such a good thing you are doing but it must be unimaginably hard. *many hugs*
jlsgaladriel
May. 23rd, 2011 04:25 pm (UTC)
Thanks, Ande. It *is* hard, but in different ways than folks imagine. I hardly react to what reads as really sad stuff, because I'm so used to it. But "I never see you" makes me angry, because I'm spending so much of my life doing this. And then I feel guilty, because what should probably make me sad makes me angry instead.
kestrels_nest
May. 25th, 2011 08:57 pm (UTC)
Dearheart, you're allowed to be angry. Only a saint could avoid that, and we're entirely human. I get angry, and frustrated, and sometimes have just wanted to give up because I can't do enough to make it better. What's important, and incredible, and admirable, is that you go on doing what needs to be done in spite of that.

kestrels_nest
May. 25th, 2011 08:57 pm (UTC)
And hugs. Lots and lots of hugs.
jcatelli
May. 23rd, 2011 11:56 pm (UTC)
*hugs*
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