This is in no way a grouse against mommy. I know what a great mom she is. I need no convincing on that part or any certificates from any external sources to martyr her for what she has done.
And I also know that had it been any of these people who are trying to patronize or martyrs her by talking great of her, wouldn’t have done anything better than what she has done. So quit all that great talks that my mom is great. I feel like puking when I hear that.
And if I were grown up enough or knew as much as I knew now, I would have forced her to go find a life of her own, instead of wasting it on thankless children like us. Period.
That said, I know what a great lady she is, and that I am not half as good as her. And my bloody thankless sisters, not even a quarter of me. I think quality diminishes with the age group. Anyways.
I was just overhearing Ri talking to her mom through the phone. The luck of being a single daughter. Her mom must be roughly my mom's age.
Her infant is under the strong custody of her mom and her older dotty returns home to her mom. How bloody lucky. At least for those innocent kids, I am happy for them. Some people just have it all.
MY babies are smaller than hers and I had such a tough time with my preggie state and another baby in hand and this job. I never had the comfort or luxury of having my mom with me. And even when she was here, my mom wasn’t deft or strong enough to handle my kids. The maid was always in vogue.
Look at Ri, they dismissed their part full time maid and now has someone who comes for two hours of the day. So mom's the new maid and babysitter. Not that I want my mom to be a maid at my home or a babysitter, still...just look at the luck of catty Ri. Man! Some people have it all.
So, I am all and mighty feeling pretty jealous. Not jealous that Ri had a maid cum babysitter cum mom, but jealous that I miss my mom so much...
I miss sleeping on her hands and talking to her. I miss the affection and attention of the person who loves me most in this world.
And it breaks my heart that my sisters can be so cruel to her. One after her bitch of a husband and the other behind the X guy. What has my mom done to deserve a life like that?
When I was smaller (and sometimes even now) I used to wish that there was soap that would magically wash away all the pimples on my face and give me a clear skin.
Nowadays I wish I had a magical wand, which would set my sisters mindsets straight and make them see the daylight. Indirectly that would make my mom happy.
Other than dad's death, I wish she had nothing to really worry about. How I wish...
Why can’t people just be normal? Why cant brother's and sisters love one another and their parents unfailingly and unconditionally.
Why can’t I have all the money he needs and quit his worry of not being one of the richest people on earth?
Why can’t we just love one another so deeply and truly that there would never be a trace of doubt in our minds?
Why cant things just be simple and normal?
Is it all too much to ask for?
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