It's hard to post when you have your 70 plus year old mother staying with you and for some reason she thinks you are good company/wants to spend time with you. Her favorite saying is "the apple doesn't far from the tree!"
Somehow though, your parents can turn you into a sniffling 10 year old fresh off a tantrum after being denied a toy. I swing back and forth from that to care taker and protector of my Mom. I see her geting older and quite frankly it scares me. She took a tumble yesterday and described it in comic detail. Inwardly I shook with fright. My sister has a tough love approach/relationship with her. I feel at her age if she wants a bowl of ice cream dripping in chocolate sauce she damn well can have it. My sister says no to the ice cream. My feeling is she raised two girls by herself after my Dad died (I was two.) She had her own home, career, money and made our life full.
I even had riding lessons and then my own horse simply because SHE made it happen.
She took me for ice cream whenever I asked. Sadly I don't tell her enough how I appreciate all the last four decades she has taken care of me. She picked me up when I stumbled, healed bruised egos and broken hearts. I try to tell her but words don't convey the enormous gratitude. Occassionally they get mingled with the barbs back and forth mothers and ddaughters zing out. But I hope she knows.
Forgive me if my posts are sporadic and a little out of sorts. The ice cream is melting and Mom and I must go enjoy.
That was a sweet post. It's kind of like my dad's and my relationship, I love him to death and he has done so much for me but sometimes we just butt heads...at times like that I have to remember everything he has done for me and what we have all been through.
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